“Maybe, after all, you will like school better than you expect,” she said. “Things hardly ever turn out with us as we fear.”
“Well, perhaps so. I must just take things as they come, I suppose.”
The vexation had not all gone yet, Christie thought, by her tone; so she said no more. In a little while she was quite startled by Miss Gertrude’s voice, it was so changed, as she said:
“All day long this has been running in my mind: ‘Whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst.’ What does it mean?”
“Jesus said it to the woman at the well,” said Christie. And she added: “‘But the water that I shall give him shall be in him as a well of water springing up to everlasting life.’”
“What does it mean, do you think—‘shall never thirst’?”
Christie hesitated. Of late their talks had not always been pleasant. Gertrude’s vexed spirit was not easy to deal with, and her questions and objections were not always easily answered.
“I don’t know; but I think the ‘living water’ spoken about in the other verses means all the blessings that Christ has promised to His people.”
She paused.
“His people—always His people!” said Miss Gertrude to herself.