Mat, I'm cured! The Lord has heard our prayers, for His saint's sake.
Beeler.
Why, Mary, I can't believe this—it's too—it's not possible!
Mrs. Beeler.
Looking at Michaelis.
It is written that he who has faith, even as a grain of mustard seed—. I have had faith.
Martha.
Law, you've had faith enough any time these five years, Mary. There was something else wanting, 'pears to me.
Mrs. Beeler.
There was wanting the word of true belief, saying, "Suffer no more! Stoop and drink of the waters of mercy and healing."