"Well, I cannot help that," said Rotha.
"No,—" said her visiter slowly, "you cannot help that; but it does not excuse you."
"Why, how can I be a Christian, when I dont want to?"
"How can you do anything else that you do not want to do? Duty remains duty, does it not?"
"But religion is not outside work."
"No."
"Mother says, it is the love of God. How can I make myself love him?"
"Poor child!" said her visiter. "When you are in earnest about that question it will not be difficult to find the answer." He rose up. "Then I may send the shirts I spoke of?"
"Yes," said Rotha; "but I don't know about the price. Mother does not want anything but the proper pay; and she does all her work particularly."
"Are you afraid I shall give her too much?"