It only made it worse." "It is often like that," said the Bishop.

"We try to do something right but not in the best way, and just the fact of trying shows us there is a better way--only harder, so hard we don't know how to bring ourselves to it.

Isn't that what you feel ?" "Yes." "But there is no rest, no peace till we come to it." "No," whispered Fay.

"Never any rest." "That is God's Hand drawing you," said the Bishop, his mind seeming to embrace and support Fay's tottering soul.

"There are things He wants done, which He needs us to do for Him, which perhaps only we can do for Him.