He had the wife, the children, the work that he deserved, and his life had been so hemmed in with security that he had had no difficulty in assuring his congregation on every possible occasion that God was good and far-seeing, and that "not one sparrow..." And now lie was threatened--threatened most desperately.

Mrs.Cole was so ill that it was doubtful whether she would live through the night.

He was completely helpless.

He had turned from one side to another, simply demanding an assurance from someone or something that she could not be taken from him.

No one could give him that assurance.