"'And on the morrow when he departed, he took, out two pence, and gave them to the host, and said unto him, Take care of him; and whatsoever thou spendest more, when I come again I will repay thee.
"'Which now of these three, thinkest thou, was neighbor unto him that fell among thieves?
"'And he said, He that shewed mercy on him. Then said Jesus unto him, Go, and do thou likewise.'
"What do you think that story means?" asked mamma.
"I think," said Harold, "that it means that to be neighbor to anybody is to help him."
Margaret thought a minute. "It seems to me," she said, "that neighbors can live a long way off, then. Our teacher said she would tell us next Sunday how we could help poor little children in a big city five hundred miles away. That will make us neighbors to them, won't it, mamma?"
"Why, yes," said mamma. "So it will." Then she smiled a little and said, "I think we have some neighbors living in China and some others living in India."
What do you suppose mamma meant?