Tom looked up in his sister's face. "A spiritual lesson, Moll?" he asked, with a smile at her tone. "I thought so," she answered, "for, do you know, it exactly matched a very curious experience I had a day or so ago. I was in darkness about something, and could not at all find out what God meant me to do. I searched in the corner of experience, and in the corner of expediency, and in another of wishes, and in another of obstacles; when suddenly it flashed across me that light was what I wanted—not so much searching!" "And then I thought of fetching the Lamp of God's Word; and as I turned over the pages, the Light shone on my difficulty, and I could see the way out of it, shining as bright as Nancy's shilling in the dark corner!" "And that was?" asked Tom, while Nancy still held her recovered shilling in her hand, and looked earnestly at her sister. "'Commit thy way unto the Lord, trust also in Him, and He will bring it to pass,'" quoted Mary. "Nice!" said Nancy heartily. "So I took the lesson to my heart, dears," added Mary gently, "that when we are in a difficulty, it is very often because we have not enough light; and that light is to be found in the Word of God, which is there for anyone who seeks!" CHAPTER XXVI. WORTH WHILE. MARY, Cecil, Tom and Nancy were together in the cosy room where there always seemed a bright bit of fire, and a tidy table and a warm welcome. Mary, for once, sat muffled in a shawl in the arm-chair, and the rest gathered round her, glad to make her welcome to their circle, after her enforced absence of two days in bed with a bad cold. "Now we are complete!" said Nancy comfortably. "Yes; I would not have believed that one person being away would make such a difference," said Cecil, looking round the room reflectively. Tom did not add his quota of praise, but he looked very contented, and after a few moments said, smiling, "I expect you've had some thoughts up there, Moll, that would do us good! It's been mighty dry down here!" She put out her hand and touched her brother's softly. "I have chiefly been learning a hymn!" she said. "A hymn!" echoed Cecil. "Whatever for?" "To have as 'a possession,'" said Mary. "You can't think how the Psalms I can say, and the hymns I have committed to memory, freshen me up if I am ill, and are so comforting to repeat to people in trouble." "I never thought of that," said little Nancy. "And what was your hymn?" asked Tom. "A very simple one, but holding in every verse a magnificent secret!" Cecil turned round and gazed at her. "What?" he asked. "'Let Jesus Christ be praised!'" "How is that such a wonderful secret?" said Tom. "Just this," she answered earnestly, "that if in every circumstance of life, in every difficulty, danger or fear, we can claim all that is stored up for us in that wonderful name Jesus, we have solace, strength, victory assured to us. I know it, dears, and so will you, if you will believe it."