"But then the remedy is so easy. You will find them both together in the Bible—
"'Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved.'"
"You are not a parson—are you?" asked the girl after a pause.
"No," said he, smiling as he spoke, "I am only a poor man. But I have a kind and loving Master and, somehow, I can't help talking of Him wherever I go."
"Does he live near here? If I may make so bold as to ask?" demanded his companion.
"He is always near to those who seek Him."
"And his name?"
"The Lord Jesus Christ," replied the old clerk, reverently uncovering his grey head as he spoke.
"Was it your Master who sent you here to-night?" asked the girl.
"I do believe it was, now that you remind me of it, my poor child, unbeknown as it were, and I thinking all the time that I was going on my own errands. It is a way the dear Lord often has of answering prayer. Truly His ways are not our ways nor His thoughts our thoughts."