"Let it console you to know in advance that there is a remedy in Divine Science for everything. ’Not a sparrow falleth’--you remember! The table of comfort for every woe is spread before you in the presence of your enemies. Fear neither them nor to partake freely of God’s gifts. The more eagerly you come and the more you partake of the feast Divine Love spreads, the more generously God will pour out His blessings upon you." Thus encouraged Carolina told her suspicions of the fate of Guildford and of Colonel Yancey, without, however, mentioning him by name, until, led on by Mrs. Goddard’s sympathetic manner, she threw her whole soul into the recital of her own and Mrs. Winchester’s loss, and of how she had hoped to restore Guildford. Occasionally Mrs. Goddard interrupted her to ask a pertinent question. It gave Carolina a feeling of comfort to realize her new friend’s mentality. Carolina, was so accustomed to knowing people of capacity and brilliant intelligence that her mind reached after such naturally. "Guildford is not lost to you," said Mrs. Goddard, just as Rosemary had. "It will be restored to you, and you will be able to make good Mrs. Winchester’s loss. You must have harmony in your life. That is your right--your God-bestowed right. You are an heir of God’s boundless affluence. It is a crime for one of God’s little ones to be poor, or neglected, or sick, or forsaken. Not to believe this is to doubt His promises, which are sure, and to limit His power, which is limitless. "We do not know the way, nor must we make laws nor dictate means. But God is even now preparing the broad highway which shall lead your feet straight to the gates of Guildford. Let Him find you humble, grateful, and ready for the blessing. Don’t fret. Don’t worry. Don’t be anxious. ’Be still, and know that I am God!’" For her only reply Carolina bowed her face upon her hands, and burst into an uncontrollable fit of weeping. Mrs. Goddard made no effort to check or comfort her, except by thought. When she had finished, Mrs. Goddard nodded her head, saying: "That did you good. Now for your physical self! Was the hip broken?" "Yes, and set by six of the best surgeons in New York. Doctor Colfax is the most hopeful, but even he says that if ever I grow strong enough to leave off crutches, I shall limp all my life." Mrs. Goddard smiled. "Doctor Colfax is one of the best men I ever knew. His left hand knows not what his right hand does in the way of charity, and his whole life, instead of being devoted to amassing a fortune, is given up to the healing of mankind." "Why, I thought Scientists did not like doctors!" cried Carolina. "We admire their intentions. Who could fail to? Among them are some of the noblest characters I have ever known in any walk of life." "But," cried Carolina, alarmed by this praise, "you don’t believe that what he says is true? Why, Rosemary assured me--"