"What have you been doing for him since then?"
"Doing for him?" Rotha repeated.
"Yes."
"I do not know. Not much. I am afraid, not anything."
"Was that because you thought there was not much to do?"
"N—o," said Rotha thoughtfully; "I did not think that. Only nothing particular for me to do."
"That was a mistake."
"I did not see anything for me to do."
"Perhaps. But the Lord has no servants to be idle. If they do not see their work, it is either that their eyes are not good, or that they are looking in the wrong direction."
A silence followed this statement, during which Rotha was thinking.