"Know what?" Maggie asked, rather crossly, repenting more and more
of asking Caroline to carry her note.
"Why, where DO you live? . . . All about Mr. Warlock and his
visions!"
"I've heard nothing at all," said Maggie.
This was unexpected joy to Caroline, who had never imagined that
there would be any one so near the Inner Saints as Maggie who yet
knew nothing about these recent events.
"Do you really know nothing about it?"
"Nothing," said Maggie.
"Aren't you wonderful?" said Caroline. "What happened was this.
About three weeks ago Mr. Warlock had a vision in the middle of the
night. He saw God at about three in the morning."
"How did he see God?" asked Maggie, awed in spite of herself.
Caroline's voice dropped to a mysterious whisper. "He just woke up
and there God was at the end of the bed. Of course he's not spoken
to me about it, but apparently there was a blaze of light and
Something in the middle. And then a voice spoke and told Mr. Warlock
that on the last night of this year everything would be fulfilled."
"What did He mean?" asked Maggie.
"Different people think He meant different things," said Caroline.
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