"Good-night dear. We will see what can be done."
She left the room and when nurse came bustling up to see if the bread and milk had disappeared she found her little charge gazing dreamily in front of him.
"Come, dearie, eat your supper. Don't you feel easier?"
"I was thinking," Roy said, slowly bringing back his gaze to the basin before him; "that if you're very strong you miss a lot of comfort; and however big and strong I grow up to be, I hope I shan't be too big and strong to be carried by Him!"
He pointed to the picture again, and good old nurse responded,
"If you outgrow the Lord, you'll outgrow heaven!"
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ROB