It was just after this was finished, that Mr Rhys in his moving about the room, came and stood before Eleanor. He asked her "Do You love Jesus?"
It is impossible to express the shame and sorrow which Eleanor answered, "No."
"Do you wish to be a Christian?"
Eleanor bowed her head.
"Do you intend to be one?"
Eleanor looked up, surprised at the wore, and answered, "If I can."
"Do you think," said he very tenderly, "that you have a right to that 'if'—when Jesus has said, 'Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest?'"
He turned from her, and again struck the notes they had been singing.
"There's balm in Gilead
To make the wounded whole.
There's power enough in Jesus
To save a sin-sick soul."
The closing prayer followed, which almost broke Eleanor's heart in two; it so dealt with her and for her. While some of those present were afterward exchanging low words and shakes of the hand, she slipped away and mounted her pony.