"Don't you think about what you pray, then? Don't you feel that you're talking to God, and that He knows all you do, and think, and say?"
"No."
After a moment's silence, during which Marigold turned and looked at her companion to see if she was speaking sincerely, Muriel remarked—
"I suppose you are very religious. Of course, I say my prayers every night and morning, but I go through them as quickly as I can, to get them over."
"But what is the use of praying at all, if you feel like that?"
"I don't suppose it is any use!"
"Oh, Muriel! Did no one ever teach you that God is your Friend?" Then, as Muriel shook her golden head, Marigold continued impulsively, "You said just now you would be better pleased if your father loved you a little more, but you don't seem to care whether God loves you or not. Don't you know He does?"
"I never thought about it."
"Do you never read the Bible?"
"Never, except at school."