WHEN Susan, looking out of the window, saw the two whom she had left behind coming across the grass, she knew instantly. "They've settled it somehow," she exclaimed in supremest joy, and whirled to whisk the bacon off the stove. "Auntie," said Jane, from outside the window, the minute after, "I am just dumb. I don't believe I'll ever be able to lift up my head in life again." "Auntie," said Lorenzo, over her shoulder, "she's inherited her fortune." Susan gave a scream. "Oh, good mercy!" "Yes, dear," said her niece, now in the doorway, "only I can't believe it. I think that it's a dream." "You see she still isn't able to rise to the proper heights of trust," laughed her lover, also now in the doorway, "but I have hopes of yet teaching her to believe what she believes." "Come straight in and help me set all this on the table, so that I can listen with a free mind." Susan's appeal was pathetic in the extreme. "Where _did_ she get it, anyhow?" "Oh, Auntie, it's the most wonderful thing you ever heard of." Jane took up the coffee-pot and led the way. "I did it all, except I didn't provide the money," said Lorenzo, and the next minute they were all seated, and he could tell the whole story. Susan didn't scream. She sat still, a bit of toast in her hand, listening breathlessly. When Lorenzo had finished, "Oh, that new religion!" she murmured in an awed voice, and then, "Nothing like this ever happened in this town before, I know." "I'm more bewildered over it's being there for me and my not being able to believe than I am by the money," said Jane. "Oh, Auntie, what a lesson, what a lesson!" "You would limit yourself, you see," said Lorenzo; "you wouldn't believe." "How could I ever imagine such a thing?" "You didn't have to imagine,--you only had to expect." "You laid limits, you see," said Susan, suddenly beginning to pour out the coffee, and pouring with a glad dash that swept over cup and saucer together. "I expect if God hadn't been patient--like Mr. Rath--He could have very well hid that will forever. There may be a lot of such goings on in the world, for all we know. My goodness, suppose I'd been like Matilda and not have had old Mrs. Croft around for one minute,--it makes me ill to think of it! It's a lesson for me, too." "Life is all lessons," said Jane. "Dear me, think of Aunt Matilda's surprise!" "Think of it! Good mercy, how can I wait to tell her!" Susan's whole face beamed. "I don't mind a bit her coming back now. That shows the good of making that declaration about her. Those declarations are a great thing. I've told myself Matilda was coming back in a perfectly right way so many times that now, however she came back, I'd be positive it was perfectly right." "Ah, Auntie," said Jane, "you've got hold of another great truth. Every one seems quicker than me."