"But that isn't the question at all," said Lorenzo, "the question isn't how--the question is just the faith. Why, it's the corner-stone of the whole thing! It's the moving into God's world where nothing but good can be, and you know you're there because you see only good coming in all directions! Just good--nothing but good! I don't see why Jane holds back so. I know that she can get that money and get every other thing she wants in life, including me, and I'm one of the nicest fellows alive--" "That's so--" interposed Susan. "If she'll only put out her hand with confidence. I've studied that book till I'm full of it, and I know that I'm going to have her for my wife, and I know it absolutely, and I want her to know it, too." Susan began to get back over the fence. "I'm going in about breakfast," she said; "the trouble with us is we all need hot coffee to brace up our souls." "Keep on declaring the truth," Lorenzo reminded her, as she walked off upon the other side. "I will. I'll say 'Jane is going to get some money' and 'Matilda doesn't want to come home to live,' alternately." When she was out of hearing the two young people remained silent for a few seconds. Then the man spoke. "Dear," his voice was very gentle, "I want to tell you something. I've had a very great experience in the last twenty-four hours. It isn't loving you--it's that I've been allowed to see a little bit of life from God's standpoint. Don't you want to know the real truth about all this?" "What do you mean?" "I'm going to tell you, because you'll see the lesson and learn it with me. We don't doubt that God knows all that has been or is to be, do we?--or that in our minutes of fiercest pain or trouble He looks calmly to the end beyond?" She shook her head. "No, of course not." "Well, dearest girl, I was allowed last night to put myself in the Deity's place and see one corner of the universe as He must see the whole." Her eyes grew big. "What do you mean?" "I mean this. I want you, and I understand perfectly about the money. I sat down last night and I labored with myself until I made myself _know_ that it was yours. I can't tell you just how it came to me, but I knew it. It is yours and yours absolutely, and now I want you to realize it and believe in it without question, before I give it to you. Will you do that? I'm asking of you the faith that Jesus preached. Can you believe?" Jane looked at him wonderingly. "You mean--" "I mean just what I say." "I can't receive money from you." "It isn't my money." "I don't understand. I only know that there is no way that I can get the money." Lorenzo looked at her a minute, and then said slowly and very gently: "I've found Mrs. Croft's will. She left all that she had to whoever took care of her the night she died. It appears that she had a good deal more than any one supposed. It's all yours, dear. Now you see why you should have trusted." CHAPTER XVIII IN A PERFECTLY RIGHT WAY