"But, Basil,—loads of things do happen to them which cannot work for their good."
"Then what becomes of the Lord's promise?"
"He cannot have made it, I think."
"He has made it, and you and I believe it."
"But, Basil, it is impossible. I do not see how some things can ever turn to people's good."
"If any of the Lord's children were in doubt upon that point, I should recommend him to ask the Lord to enlighten him. For the heavens may fall, Diana, but 'the word of our God shall stand for ever.'"
Diana felt her lips quivering, and drew back into the shadow to hide them.
"But there can be no kindness in some of these things that I am thinking about," she said as soon as she could control her voice; and it sounded harsh even then.
"There is nothing but kindness. When I would not give you strong coffee a while ago, in your fever, do you think I was influenced by cruel motives?"
"I could never believe anything but good of you, Basil."