"The Bible words," said Lois.
"Yes. Well, to my question. I do not know what I ought to do, Miss
Lois. I do not see the work to my hand. How am I ever to be any wiser?"
"I am the last person you should ask. And besides,—I do not think anybody knows enough to set another his appointed task."
"How is he to find it, then?"
"He must ask the One who does know."
"Ask?—Pray, you mean?"
"Yes, pray. He must ask to be shown what he ought to do, and how to do it. God knows what place he is meant to fill in the world."
"And if he asks, will he be told?"
"Certainly. That is the promise. 'If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him.'"
Lois's eyes came over to her questioner at the last words, as it were, setting a seal to them.