"How did you study it? as a disciple? or as an inquirer?"
"O, as a disciple. Can one really study it in any other way?"
"I am afraid so. There is deep study, and there is superficial study, you know. Then you are a disciple, Rotha?"
"Yes, Mr. Southwode; a sort of one. But I am one."
"When did that come about?"
"Not so very long after you went away. I came to the time that you told me of, that it would come."
"What time? I do not recollect."
"A time when everything failed me."—Rotha felt somehow disappointed, that she should remember so much better than he did.
"And then you found Christ?"
"Yes,—after a while."