"Why just now?"
"Nobody else can give one comfort. You cannot, Rupert, with all the will in the world; there is no comfort in anything you could tell me. I have only one Christian friend on this side of the Atlantic; and that is Mrs. Jersey; and she might as well be in America too, where Aunt Hal is!"
Dolly was crying. It went to Rupert's heart.
"What could a Christian friend say to you?" he asked at length.
"Remind me of something, or of some words, that I ought to remember," said Dolly, still weeping.
"Of what?" said Rupert. "If you know, tell me. Remind yourself; that's as good as having some one else remind you. What comfort is there in religion for a great trouble? Is there any?"
"Yes," said Dolly.
"What then? Tell us, Miss Dolly. I may want it some time, as well as you."
"I suppose everybody is pretty sure to want it, some time in his life," said Dolly sadly, but trying to wipe away her tears.
"Let's have the comfort then," said Rupert, "if you've got it."