"About what can such a midget as you get thinking?"
Dolly's face wrinkled up a little in amusement at this question. "I see a great many things to think about," she answered.
"It's too soon for you to begin that," said Mrs. Eberstein, shaking her head. Then she dropped down on her knees by the bedside, so as to bring her face nearer the child's.
"Dolly, have you said your prayers?" she asked softly.
The brown eyes seemed to lift their lids a little wider at that. "What do you mean, Aunt Harry?" she replied.
"Do you never pray to the Lord Jesus before you go to sleep?"
"I don't do it ever. I don't know anything about it."
The thrill that went over Mrs. Eberstein at this happily the little one did not know. She went on very quietly in manner.
"Don't you know what prayer is?"
"It is what people do in church, isn't it?"