Do you know what friend it was ?" "Perhaps I do, and perhaps I don't.

I can guess." "I fear you don't guess quite correctly.

It was the best friend you ever had or ever will have.

It was God himself talking in my poor boy's heart.

He would not heed what he said all day, but in the evening we were reading how the prodigal son went back to his father, and how the father forgave him; and he couldn't stand it any longer, and came and told me all about it." "It wasn't you he had to go to.