Her look into his eyes was also that of a child, full
of unbounded trust, now that her full confidence was won. "You do
indeed seem like a lovely child, Miss Baron, and old Uncle Lusthah
told the whole truth about you. Those simple folk are like children
themselves and find people out by intuition. If you were not good-
hearted they would know it. Well, I'm glad I'm not old myself."
"But you're going to be old--AWFUL old," she replied, full of
rippling laughter. "Oh, wasn't I glad to hear Uncle Lusthah pray
over you! for if there is a God who takes any care of people, you
will live to be as gray as he is."
"If there is a God?"
"Oh, I'm a little heathen. I couldn't stand uncle or aunt's God at
all or believe in Him. They made me feel that He existed just to
approve of their words and ways, and to help them keep me miserable.
When I hear Uncle Lusthah he stirs me all up just as he did to-
night; but then I've always been taught that he's too ignorant--
well, I don't know. Uncle and aunt made an awful blunder," and here
she began to laugh again.
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