"No, no; I have it," said Marjorie, "I got it from the face of the woman;—the whole of the first part, exactly as it was given to me just before I wakened up. Oh, I'm so glad that I have it!"
"What is it?" asked the Dream.
Marjorie still held her hands tight together, and said the words in a low, awed voice:—
See that thou dost give me cause to look upon thee with love."
The Dream was silent for a moment. "Yes," he said, at last, "now I understand why you saw it in the faces of those who gave you experiences. It is a message worth keeping and using. And," he went on, "you notice that it says all men. That is a good point to remember. There are some faces from which we never think of Him looking forth to gaze upon us and what we do and think and say;—and yet it is from just those that the greatest experiences are likely to come."
"And those are the places where it is so hard to earn His love," said Marjorie, gravely.
"But," said the Dream, "doesn't He always look with love, and give love?"
"Yes," said Marjorie; "but I don't always give Him cause to. It is only because He sees
