"Oh, yes; very much!"
Frank thought this over for a while, and presently remarked—
"But we love her too. Oh, I want Lily back again, muddie!"
"She cannot come," poor Janet said slowly; "but you must be very good, and then some day you will go to heaven too, and see her again."
Hereupon Frank startled her by asking, "Who told you that, muddie? How do you know about it?"
For a moment Janet did not answer. How did she know? Did she know it at all, or was it only the easiest way to comfort Frank?
"Oh, muddie, you did make that out to stop me crying! Oh, where is Lily gone?"
"I did not make it, indeed, dear. It is all in the Bible."
"What's the Bible?"
"A book, dear. I wish I knew it better, and then I could read to you about—"