As Theodore walked along by his stepmother's side, it occurred to him to ask the same question of her that he had put to Miss Penelope a short while since.
"I want to ask you something," he began, looking up into her face with earnest, searching eyes.
"What is it, my dear?"
"Who was the greatest man that ever lived, should you think?"
She paused, and gazed at him in silence for a moment before she answered with serious directness, "The Lord Jesus Christ."
"Ah! that's what Jack said."
"Jack was right. Yes, Theodore, Jesus was the greatest man that ever lived."
"Was He brave?"
"Very brave. He suffered a death of shame for the sake of a wicked world. He gave His life for sinners. 'God commandeth His love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners Christ died for us.' Oh, He was the greatest man that ever lived! Brave, true, faithful, gentle, loving, the founder of a mighty kingdom, the—"
"A mighty kingdom!" Theodore echoed in surprise.