T'at is right. T'at is your revard."
My cheeks flushed at his injustice. I do care for others. I am not
selfish--not more than everybody. And yet--at that moment I feared him and
his knowledge; I shuddered at nameless terrors.
Really, I often wonder that I ever had the courage to try. And oh, I am so
glad!
Now there is no more fear. Darmstetter is my servant, if I will it. As for
his marvellous power, I shall bless it and reverence it all my life. I
thank God for letting me know this man. It is too wonderful--too wonderful
for words!
The transformation was slow at first. The beginning--such an anxious time.
Every day I studied myself and watched and waited for the first sign of
growing grace, for the dawning glory. Sometimes I thought I could see the
change already under way, and then again the same plain Nelly Winship
looked at me from the uncomplimentary glass, and away flew all my hopes.
It was the fading of a little scar on my thumb that first let me know the
blessed truth. Now I can scarcely see the place where it was, and I'm sure
no one else would notice it. It will never go away entirely.
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