Mrs Dorothy came up to where Gatty was sitting, and took the girl's head between her small, thin hands. It was not a beautiful face; but it was pleasant enough to look on, and would have been more so, but for the discipline which had crushed out of it all natural interest and youthful anticipation, and had left that strange, strained look of care and forced calm upon the white brow. "Dear child," she said, gently, "you want rest, don't you?" Gatty's grey eyes filled with tears. "That is just what I do want, Mrs Dolly," she said, "somewhere where I could be quiet, and be let alone, and just be myself and not somebody else." "Ah, my dear!" said Mrs Dorothy, shaking her head, "you never get let alone in this world. Satan won't let you alone, if men do. But to be yourself--that is what God wants of you. At least 'tis one half of what He would have; the other half is that you should give yourself to Him." "'Tis no good praying," said Gatty, as before. "Did the Lord tell you that, my dear?" "No!" said Gatty, looking up in surprise. "Well, I would not say it till He does, child. But what did you pray for?" "I said all the collects over." "Very good things, my dear; but were they what you wanted? I thought you had a special trouble at this time." "But what could I do?" asked Gatty, apparently rather bewildered. "Dear child, thou couldst sure ask thy Father to help thee, without more ado. But `bide a wee,' as my old friend, Scots Davie, was wont to say. There is a great deal about prayer in the Word of God. Let us look at a little of it." Little Mrs Dorothy trotted to her small work-table, which generally stood at her side, and came back with a well-worn brown Bible. Gatty watched her with a rather frightened look, as if she thought that something was going to be done to her, and was not sure whether it might hurt her. "Now hearken: `Be careful for nothing; but in everything, by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known unto God.' Again: `Whatsoever ye shall ask in My Name, that will I do.' These are grand words, my dear." "But they can't mean that Mrs Dorothy! Why, only think--if I were to ask for a fortune, should I get it?" "I must have two questions answered, my dear, ere I can tell that. Who are the _you_ in these verses?" "I thought it meant everybody." "Not so. Listen again: `If ye abide in Me, and My words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you.' 'Tis not everybody doth that." "But I don't know what that means, Mrs Dorothy." "Then, my dear, you have answered my second question--Are you one of these? For if you know not even what the thing is, 'tis but reasonable to conclude you have never known it in your own person." "I suppose not," said Gatty, sorrowfully. "You see, my dear, 'tis to certain persons these words are said. If you are not one of these persons, then they are not said to you."