"Exactly--just to show that He could. Well, then I plunged into a madness I called gaiety, and grew more and more unhappy because I saw that each day I was putting myself further and further from the man I loved. Then, as if to fill my already full cup to overflowing, mamma grew very much worse, so much so that I wanted her to die. I really felt that she had exhausted all that _materia medica_ could do for her, and that death was the only way to end it, both for her and for us. Then I heard of a Christian Science practitioner, named Mrs. Seixas. I went to see her, and, impossible as it may sound, in the first fifteen minutes, I had told her the whole truth, mortifying as it was. But she seemed not only to inspire confidence, but to radiate help. I felt that, although I was a perfect stranger to her, yet she wanted to help me--that she would go out of her way to do it, and that the reason she would do it was because she loved much. I took her to mamma that same day, and mamma’s complete healing is so great a marvel that we never can get used to it. Our happiness is almost too much to bear." Rosemary’s eyes filled with tears which rolled down her cheeks. Carolina viewed her with an astonishment that she could ill conceal. Rosemary Goddard to be talking, nay, more, feeling like that! A question was so unmistakably in Carolina’s eyes, which her tongue could not gain permission to utter, that Rosemary found herself answering it. "Then, when God had made me worthy of a good man’s love, the desire of my heart came to me, in so sweet and natural a way that it broke down the last barrier of pride and left me humbly at the foot of the cross, marvelling at God’s goodness!" Carolina drew Rosemary’s face down to hers and laid her cheek against it. There was a long silence between them. Then Carolina said, fearfully: "My hip is broken. Can that be cured?" "God can do anything." "So that I needn’t use crutches?" "Most certainly. You won’t even limp. You will be made perfectly whole!" "Just as I was before?" "Just as you were before--except these bonds." Carolina thought a moment. "But what do I want to get well for? I have lost Guildford!" "Nothing can be lost in Truth!" Rosemary felt her two hands grasped firmly, and without thinking Carolina raised herself to a sitting posture in bed without pain. "Do you mean to tell me that there is the--that Christian Science teaches that there is any remote possibility of my getting Guildford back?" "Guildford belongs to you, and has never been lost. It is only error which makes such a law for you. Truth emancipates everybody and everything." "I don’t believe it!" said Carolina. "I can’t! It’s too good to be true! I don’t understand it!" "You do understand it!" said Rosemary. "What makes you think so?"