"Well, that," said Nora, "he said that; he said the talents meant everything God has given people to work with for him."
"What could they work with besides money?" said Daisy.
"Why everything, Duke says; all they've got; their tongues and their hands and their feet, and all they know, and all their love for people; and even the way we do things, our studies and all, Marmaduke says. What do you want to know for, Daisy?"
"I was thinking about it," answered Daisy evasively. "Wait a minute,
Nora,—I want to write it down, for fear I should forget something."
"What are you going to do?" exclaimed Nora. "Are you going to teach a class yourself?"
Daisy did not answer, while she was writing down with a pencil what Nora had said and making her repeat it for that purpose. When she had done she looked a little dubiously off towards the woods, while Nora was surprised and disappointed into silence.
"I think perhaps I ought to tell you——" was Daisy's slow conclusion.
"I want to know what this means, that I may do it, Nora."
"Do it?"
"Yes," said Daisy turning her quiet eyes full upon her companion—"I want to try to please God. I love the Lord Jesus."
Nora was very much confounded, and looked at Daisy as if a gap in the ground had suddenly separated them.