The
servant had withdrawn; Daisy and her father were alone. There
was a moment's pause when she had done.
"Is that all?" said Mr. Randolph.
"That is all of _this_, papa."
"There is nothing there about the rejoicings of the good
spirits," — said Mr. Randolph.
Daisy's fingers trembled, she hardly knew why, as she turned
over the leaves to find the place. Her father watched her.
"Are you sure it is there, Daisy?"
"Oh, yes, papa — it is in the story of the man with a hundred
sheep — I will find it directly."
So she did, and read the parable in the fifteenth chapter of
Luke. Her father listened with shut eyes, while the child's
voice gave the words in a sort of sweet clear gravity.
" 'Then drew near unto Him all the publicans and sinners for to
hear Him. And the Pharisees and scribes murmured, saying, This
man receiveth sinners, and eateth with them. And he spake this
parable unto them, saying, What man of you, having an hundred
sheep, in he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and
nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until
he find it? And when he hath found it, he layeth it on his
shoulders, rejoicing. And when he cometh home, he calleth
together his friends and neighbours, saying unto them, Rejoice
with me; for I have found my sheep which was lost.
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