"Was it the Queen of Sheba?" said little Ellen.
There was a roar of laughter at this happy thought, and poor little Ellen declared she forgot all but about the journey; she remembered the Queen of Sheba had taken a journey, and the camels in the picture of the Queen of Sheba, and that made her think of her.
The children gave up. Questioning seemed hopeless; and Gilbert at last told them his thought. It was Eliezer, Abraham's steward, whom he sent to fetch a wife for his son Isaac.
"Why haven't you guessed, little mumchance?" said Gilbert to
Ellen Montgomery.
"I have guessed," said Ellen; "I knew who it was, some time ago."
"Then why didn't you say so? and you haven't asked a single question," said George.
"No, you haven't asked a single question," said Ellen
Chauncey.
"She is a great deal too good for that," said William; "she thinks it is wicked, and that we are not at all nice, proper- behaved boys and girls to be playing on Sunday; she is very sorry she could not help being amused."
"Do you think it is wicked, Ellen?" asked her little friend.
"Do you think it isn't right?" said George Walsh.