Lady Judith smiled.
"Inattentive children are generally those that complain most of the hardness of their tasks," said she.
We were both silent for a while, when Lady Judith said quietly—
"Helena, what is Christ our Lord to thee?"
"I am not sure that I understand you, holy Mother," said I. "Christ our Lord is God."
"Good; but what is He to thee?"
I felt puzzled. I did not know that He was any thing more to me than to every body else.
"Dost thou not understand? Then tell me, what is Monseigneur the Count of Ascalon to thee?"
"Guy?" asked I in a little surprise. "He is my own dear brother—the dearest being to me in all the world."
"Then that is something different from what he is to others?"