'Please, Aunt Lucy,' said Rosalie gratefully, 'I think the pasture is very green indeed.'
'What do you mean, my dear child?'
'I mean, Aunt Lucy, I have been very lonely and often very miserable lately; but the Good Shepherd has brought me at last to a very green pasture; don't you think He has?'
But Mrs. Leslie could only answer the little girl by taking her in her arms and kissing her.
That night, when Rosalie went upstairs to bed, Jessie came into her room to bring her some hot water.
'Oh, Jessie,' said Rosalie, 'how are Maggie and the baby?'
'To think you remembered about them!' said Jessie. 'They are quite well.
Oh, you must see them soon.'
'Then they were all right when you got home?' said the child, 'were they,
Jessie?'
'Oh yes, God be thanked!' said Jessie; 'I didn't deserve it. Oh, how often I thought of those children when I lay awake those miserable nights in the circus! They had cried themselves to sleep, poor little things; when my mother came back, she found them lying asleep on the floor.'
'Wasn't she very much frightened?' asked Rosalie.