“May that blessing fall back upon your own head, upon your heart, your life, dear Abraham?” she cried.
Still holding his hands, she lifted her head. An eager light filled all her face, as she added:—
“It wants but a few days to Passover, dear, I shall pray God that He will reveal Jesus fully to you before that!”
She dropped his hands, and made for the door. “I hear the children from school,” she cried. Then she was gone.
Cohen did not turn to his work. But taking a New Testament from his pocket, began to study anew the Passion of Jesus, as recorded in the Gospels.
CHAPTER XX.
THE PLACARD.
Riding back to his office from that meeting Tom Hammond asked himself:—“Ought I to begin to make this near Return of our Lord for His church, the subject of my ‘Prophet’s Chamber Column’ for to-morrow’s issue?”
“I must seek special guidance about this,” he presently decided.
The cab was nearing the office when he suddenly murmured:—“He might come to-day!”