"So I do; but not half as I ought," answered Agnes, lifting down the pieces of armour and handing each to the various possessors.
"They will serve as reminders, 'with a vengeance,'" said Hugh. "Where shall we put them?"
"I mean to hang mine up at home over my mantelshelf," said Agnes. "It will be quite an ornament, and if—"
"Yes," said John, taking up the word. "If we think of them, and by and by take unto us the whole armour of God—"
"Agnes' kindness and thought for us will not be in vain," added Alice, kissing her warmly.
"To-morrow," said Agnes, "we will have some more talk about our different pieces of armour, for it will be easier to us to use what God has provided, if we can understand the sorts of weapons which will be used against us."
"Oh! Tell us now, Aggie," exclaimed her little sister.
"Not to-night; let us go downstairs now, and try to make the evening bright to uncle Hugh."
The young people carried their armour to their respective rooms, placing it in full view on chests of drawers, bureaus, &c., each touched with Agnes' unselfishness, which had caused her, in that house full of treasures to choose something which she meant but to receive and then to give away.
When they reached the drawing-room, their uncle met them at the door with an unusually bright look on his face.