You have just to say 'I believe' before you die, and God lets you in.

It's so easy, Grizel," cried Elspeth, with shining eyes.
Grizel pondered.

"I don't believe it is so easy as that," she said, decisively.
Nevertheless she asked presently what the Testament cost, and when Elspeth answered "Fourpence," offered her the money.
"I don't want to sell it," Elspeth remonstrated.
"If you don't give it to me, I shall take it from you," said Grizel, determinedly.
"You can buy one." "No, the shop people would guess." "Guess what ?" "I won't tell you." "I'll lend it to you." "I won't take it that way." So Elspeth had to part with her Testament, saying wonderingly, "Can you read ?" "Yes, and write too.

Mamma taught me." "But I thought she was daft," Elspeth blurted out.
"She is only daft now and then," Grizel replied, without her usual spirit.

"Generally she is not daft at all, but only timid." Next morning the Painted Lady's child paid three calls, one in town, two in the country.