always led right when they think right."

"And so thinking right was the cause of this discovery, was it?" he
pursued, relentlessly probing her thought to its depths.

"Why--yes, Padre--of course. We had to have money--you said so, you
know. And you told me to ask for lots of _pesos_. Well, we both knew
that God had already given us more _pesos_ than we could ever know
what to do with--He always does. He just can't help giving Himself to
everybody. And He gave Himself to us--why, we have always had Him! We
are _in_ Him, you know. And when anybody just knows that--why, he sees
nothing but good everywhere, and he always has all that he needs."

"All that he wants, you mean, _chiquita_?"

"No, Padre, not all that he wants. Just all that he needs. You might
want all the gold in the world--but you wouldn't need it."

"No, that would be only a selfish, human want. It would be covetousness.
But--you still think we were led right to the little box, do you?"

"I know it, Padre dear," she replied emphatically. "When we think
good, we see good. It always comes out that way. It is just as sure as
getting the right answers to my problems in algebra when I think right
about them."

"And thinking right about them means using the right rule, does it
not?"

"Yes--of course. If I didn't use the right rule--why, what sort of
answers would I get? All jumbled up!"

"Surely--perfect chaos. But still," vigorously pursuing the subject,
"you don't think we happened upon the little box just by good luck?"

"Padre," she shook her curls insistently, "things never happen,
_never_! We see only what we think--always!"

"Yes, there surely does seem to be a definite law of cause and effect.
But you did not think gold yesterday, _chiquita_."

"Oh, Padre dear, what a bother you are! No, I didn't think gold
yesterday. I never think gold. But I always think _good_. And that is
gold and everything else that we need. Can't you see? And it wasn't
just because I thought good yesterday, but because I think good every
day, that I saw the gold. It was because we needed it, and God had
already given us all that we needed. And I knew that it just _had_ to
come. And so did you. Then, because we really needed it, and knew that
it was right and that it must come--well, it did. Can't you see?" Her
little face was very serious as she looked up appealingly into his.

"Yes, _chiquita_, yes, I see. I just wanted to know how you would
explain it. It becomes