"'Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth.'" There was not much comfort in that either, but she read the chapter to the end, and then knelt down and repeated the Lord's Prayer and "Now I lay me down to sleep." She could not have told exactly what she expected to gain by the action. It was simply an act of obedience. God had told people to pray, and she would pray. But by so doing, she had made a great step. She had recognized and confessed a conscious relationship of some kind between herself and her Creator. Hereafter, the world would never be quite the same to her. CHAPTER FIFTH. CALISTA ASKS A QUESTION. CALISTA was up and dressed early as usual. She had heard the threat of taking her out of school too often to be much impressed by it, and she went down to her breakfast with Miss Druett cheerfully enough. Miss Priscilla usually breakfasted in bed, and as Calista passed the door of her room she heard her scolding Chloe for putting so much butter on the toast. "There she goes," thought Calista; "I do wonder why Chloe stays here, when she might go away if she pleased." Breakfast was the only comfortable part of her home life to Calista. Miss Druett gave her a fair share of the food, such as it was, and often shared her own cup of coffee or chocolate with her, and she could eat without feeling that every mouthful was watched. She dispatched her basin of bread and milk with an appetite. Miss Druett was not unkind, and gave her a liberal supply of coffee, but she did not seem inclined to talk, and Calista fancied that her face wore an unusual shade of care. "Am I to go to school, Miss Druett?" asked Calista, when she had finished her breakfast. "To school!" said Miss Druett, starting. "Yes, of course; why not?" "You know what aunt said last night; and, really, there is not much use in my going unless I can have books. I need a dictionary and a Bible to use in school." "A Bible!" said Miss Druett, in a tone of as much surprise as if Calista had said she needed an Arabic lexicon. "What do you want of a Bible?" "To read in. We read round every morning now. Besides, we are to have a Bible-class three times a week, and Miss McPherson wishes all the girls to join it." "Oh! Well, I will see what can be done; but I don't know. I can't promise anything." "Aunt Priscilla grows harder every day, I think," observed Calista. "That is to be expected. Calista!" said Miss Druett, with sudden animation. "Whatever you do, never, never set your heart upon money—upon being rich. It is a love that once hatched in the heart is like the cow-bird in the robin's nest: it turns everything else out that it may devour all for itself. I love you, child—you may not believe it, but I do—and I would rather see you in your coffin than see you setting your heart on being rich." Calista was standing by Miss Druett, and as the lady finished speaking, she did what she had hardly ever done before: she stooped down and kissed Miss Druett.