When Mr. Sankey and I were in London a lady who attended our meetings was brought into the house in her carriage, being unable to walk. At first she was very skeptical; but one day she said to her servant: “Take me into the inquiry room.” After I had talked with her a good while about her soul she said: “But you will go back to America, and it will be all over.” “Oh, no,” said I, “it is going to last forever.” I couldn’t make her believe it. I don’t know how many times I talked with