"Yes," said papa, rousing up a little. I did not look at him.
"Papa, don't you think the Lord Jesus loves the people for whom He died?"
"Certainly. It is inconceivable that He should have died for them if He did not love them. Though that is also a great mystery to me, Daisy."
"Papa, don't you think that, having died for them, He holds them precious?"
"I suppose so," said papa slowly.
"Every one?"
"Yes."
"Do you think He loves one man less than another because his skin is darker?"
"Certainly not, Daisy."
"Then papa - should we?"