"
"I don't know, I am sure. I wish your father and mother had
never left you in my charge; for I don't know how to take care
of you."
"Aunt Gary," I said, "please don't object! There is nobody to
read the Bible to them — and I should like to do it very
much."
"Yes, I see you would. There — don't get excited about it —
every Sunday evening, did you say?"
"Yes, ma'am — if you please."
"Daisy, it will just tire you; that's what it will do. I know
it, just as well as if I had seen it. You are not strong
enough."
"I am sure it would refresh me, aunt Gary. It did the other
night."
"The other night?"
"Christmas eve, ma'am."
"Did you read to them then?"
"Yes, ma'am; they wanted to know what Christmas was about."
"And you read to them. You are the oddest child!"
"But, aunt Gary, never mind, — it would be the greatest
pleasure to me. Won't you give leave?"
"The servants hear the Bible read, child, every morning and
every night."
"Yes, but that is only a very few of the house servants.
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