She had given Molly her lesson; and then Daisy sat
with a sober little face, her finger between the leaves of the
Bible, before beginning her accustomed reading. Molly eyed her
wistfully.
"About the crowns and the white dresses," she suggested.
"Shall I read about those?" said Daisy. And Molly nodded. And
with her little face exceedingly grave and humble, Daisy read
the seventh chapter of the Revelation, and then the twenty-
first chapter, and the twenty second; and then she sat with
her finger between the leaves as before, looking out of the
window.
"Will they all be sealed?" said Molly, breaking the silence.
"Yes."
"What is that?"
"I don't know exactly. It will be a mark of all the people
that love Jesus."
"A mark in their foreheads?"
"Yes, it says so."
"What mark?"
"I don't know, Molly; it says, 'His name shall be in their
foreheads.' " And Daisy's eyes became full of tears.
"How will that be?"
"I don't know, Molly; it don't tell. I suppose that everybody
that looks at them will know in a minute that they belong to
Jesus."
Daisy's hand went up and brushed across her eyes; and then did
it again.
"Do they belong to Him?" asked Molly.
"Oh, yes! Here it is — don't you remember? — 'they have washed
their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb.
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