"Well, so are we all," said Mr. Randolph, coolly.
"No, papa, but I don't mean that."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, papa, that I belong to the Lord Jesus, and must do what He tells me."
"What am I to understand by that, Daisy?"
"Nothing, papa; only I thought you ought to know."
"Do you understand what you are saying yourself, my child?"
"Yes, papa."
"What does it mean, Daisy?"
"Only, papa, I want you to know that I belong to the Lord
Jesus."