"Yes, I know," Phil interrupted with a frown.
"He is very pious," she went on evenly, "and seeks Divine guidance in prayer in everything he does. He called this morning to see me, and I was playing for him in the little music-room off the parlour, when he suddenly closed the door and said:
"'Miss Margaret, I am going to take, this morning, the most important step of my life'
"Of course, I hadn't the remotest idea what he meant
"'Will you join me in a word of prayer?' he asked, and knelt right down. I was accustomed, of course, to kneel with him in family worship at his pastoral calls, and so from habit I slipped to one knee by the piano-stool, wondering what on earth he was about. When he prayed with fervour for the Lord to bless the great love with which he hoped to hallow my life—I giggled. It broke up the meeting. He rose and asked me to marry him. I told him the Lord hadn't revealed it to me"
Phil seized her hand and held it firmly. The smile died from the girl's face, her hand trembled, and the rose-tint on her cheeks flamed to scarlet.
"Margaret, my own, I love you," he cried with joy. "You could have told that story only to the one man whom you love—is it not true?"
"Yes. I've loved you always," said the low sweet voice.
"Always?" asked Phil through a tear.
"Before I saw you, when they told me you were as Ben's
