"It all comes of wandering about amongst those graves," said Aunt Cordelia. "It isn't good for children. But what can we do with them? We can't turn them out into the streets to play."
[CHAPTER IX]
Under the Yew Tree
IT was wonderful what a difference that talk with Granny Robin had made in Audrey's and Stephen's lives. They never forgot what she had said to them, or that they were the Children of Light. And when Audrey's birthday came, Granny Robin gave her a beautiful text to hang up in her bedroom; and the words of the text were these—
"WALK AS CHILDREN OF LIGHT."
"How ought Children of Light to walk, Granny Robin?" asked Audrey. "What does it mean?"
"It means, behave as Children of Light," said the old woman; "do nothing and say nothing which the Children of Light ought not to do or say."
"I will try, Granny Robin," said Audrey.
And she did try, from that day forward. When Aunt Cordelia was in one of her difficult, fault-finding moods, Audrey would say to herself:
"I am a Child of Light," and would keep back the angry, fretful answer.