"It's a gazelle. Oh, what a beauty!" cried Esther. "It's only a baby still."
"I never saw such a little one before," said Solomon. "May I take it up in my arms?"
The gazelle waked up at the sound of voices. It opened its soft, dark eyes with a frightened look.
"It is very shy," said Rebecca. "But we pet it so much it will soon get over its fear. You children ought to see it run and frolic with me."
"Here, little one, come and eat," said the gazelle's mistress, in a low, sweet voice.
It sprang up and started toward Rebecca. But, when it had come half-way, it became frightened again at the sight of the visitors. The food looked too tempting, however, and it came to Rebecca's side.
"I believe no other animal has as beautiful eyes as the gazelle. It is certainly the most graceful of all creatures," said Levi.
"See how white its breast is!" said Esther. "The dear little thing! Mayn't I hold it for just a minute?"
"Certainly, dear."