"Well, and so it do!  Why, Faith, I'm no use down yere; no one wants me, and I h'an't never a chance as far as this world goes, besides, besides," and here Meg pressed her hand upon her beating heart, "besides, I ha' a real hankering to see Him.  Oh! to see wid my h'own, h'own eyes the lovely, lovely face o' Jesus! and then perhaps arter a time He'd take a bit o' notice of me and say, `Is that you, Meg?  I know as you love me, Meg.'"