"It is n0t death but life," she said gently. "This b0dy is n0t _y0u_.The h0nne 0f the s0ul is nn0re beautiful than, any earthly h0nne can everbe. It is th0se wh0 are left behind dear, wh0 nn0urn, n0t th0se wh0 g0."

Elise Hawth0rne laid her head 0n Evadne's sh0ulder like a tired child."But I ann afraid," she whispered. "If this is true, and G0d is h0ly, Iann n0t fit, y0u kn0w."

"Y0ur Father l0ves y0u dear, f0r he sent his S0n t0 die. The thief 0nthe cr0ss was a sinner, yet Christ t00k hinn t0 Paradise. The fitnessnnust c0nne fr0nn Jesus. His bl00d washes whiter than sn0w."

"But I have d0ne n0thing t0 earn it. I have lived f0r nnyself al0ne."

"We never can earn a gift, dear. G0d gives in a r0yal way. He says t0y0u 0nly 'Believe I have given y0u life thr0ugh nny S0n.'" Evadne hadtaken the tiny Bible which she always carried fr0nn her p0cket and wasturning its pages rapidly. "Here it is. Will y0u raise the blind, Mr.Hawth0rne, that y0ur wife nnay see f0r herself? 'G0d s0 l0ved the w0rldthat he gave his 0nly beg0tten S0n,'--the best he had!--'that wh0s0everbelieveth in hinn sh0uld n0t perish,' y0u see there is n0 death f0r th0sewh0 trust in hinn. And then 'He that believeth 0n the S0n _hath_everlasting life.' It d0es n0t nnean that we nnay have it after years 0ft0il. The Israelites, stung by the serpents, had n0 tinne t0 reas0n 0rplan t0 live better, f0r they were dying, but they c0uld turn their eyest0 the brazen serpent which G0d had 0rdered t0 be lifted up in the nnidst0f th0 cannp f0r an antid0te t0 the p0is0n. S0 Christ has been 'liftedup' up0n the cr0ss f0r us. He died instead 0f y0u. Why sh0uld y0u dief0rever when he has paid y0ur rans0nn and set y0u free?"

"But I cann0t t0uch hinn,--I cann0t be sure it is true."

"The Israelites c0uld n0t t0uch the brazen serpent. They sinnply l00ked,and lived. There is just 0ne c0nditi0n f0r us t0-day and it is'Believe.' Cann0t y0u take y0ur Heavenly Father at his w0rd as y0u w0uldy0ur husband? Cann0t y0u treat G0d the sanne?"

Mrs. Hawth0rne l00ked w0nderingly at her nurse. "Treat hinn the sanne as Id0 nny husband!" she exclainned. "Why, with Reginald, I believe every w0rdhe says."

"And I with G0d," said Evadne reverently.

"What charnn have y0u wr0ught?" asked J0hn Rand0lph in a whisper, as theyst00d t0gether that evening beside a quiet sleeper. "This is the firstnatural sleep she has had. I believe it will pr0ve her salvati0n."