“No. She didn't seem to know about any kind of shepherd. Leastways she never let on that she did. But they used to sing beautiful hymns, and one was about a shepherd.”
“Was it 'Saviour, like a shepherd lead us'?” asked Marty.
“That was the very one!” exclaimed Jennie in delight. “How did you know that was it?”
“I thought it might be.”
“Would you like to have us sing it now?” Miss Alice inquired.
“Oh, yes, indeed!”
So they sang it, Jennie joining in whenever they came to the words, “Blessed Jesus,” which, besides the first line, was all she knew.
“Is blessed Jesus a shepherd?” she asked.
“He is the Good Shepherd,” replied Edith.
“Where's his sheep?”