Aunt Peggy aint got no power to come back, unless God sends her; and if He sends her, its for some good reason.

You better come in now, and kneel down, and ask God to give you strength to do what is right.

We've got no strength but what He gives us." "I wish you'd pray loud to-night," said Bacchus; "for I aint felt easy of late, and somehow I can't pray." "Well, I can't do much, but I can ask God to give us grace to repent of our sins, and to serve him faithfully," said Phillis.
And they both kneeled down, and prayer went forth from an earnest heart; and who shall say that a more welcome offering ascended to His ear in that time of prayer, than the humble but believing petition of the slave! Phillis was of a most matter-of-fact disposition, and possessed, as an accompaniment, an investigating turn of mind; so, before any one was stirring in her cottage, she dressed herself, and took from a nail a large-sized key, that was over the mantel-piece.

She hung it to her little finger, and made straight for Aunt Peggy's deserted cabin.

She granted herself a search-warrant, and determined to find some clue to Bacchus's marvellous story.