She stood with no thought of moving again.

Where were the thunders of Jehovah?
No sacred word of all her long prayers came to her tongue--not even "Hear, O Israel." She felt that she was in direct communication with God--awful thought!--and He would read her mind and would send His answer.
[Illustration: SABBATH LOAVES FOR SALE (BREAD MARKET, POLOTZK)] An age passed in blank expectancy.

Nothing happened! Where was the wrath of God?
_Where was God ?_ When she turned to go home, the little philosopher had her handkerchief tied around her wrist in the proper way.

The experiment was over, though the result was not clear.

God had not punished her, but nothing was proved by His indifference.