"Well," he said, kindly, and taking her hand, "what's your decision?"
Ellen looked up.
"Have you made up your mind on that matter we were talking about?"
"Yes, Sir," Ellen said, in a low voice, casting her eyes down again.
"And how have you decided, my child?"
"I will try to do as you said, Sir."
"You will begin to follow your Saviour, and to please him, from this day forward?"
"I will try, Sir," said Ellen, meeting his eyes as she spoke. Again the look she saw made her burst into tears. She wept violently.
"God bless you, and help you, my dear Ellen!" said he, gently passing his hand over her head; "but do not cry any more you have shed too many tears this morning already. We will not talk about this any more now."
And he spoke only soothing and quieting words for a while to her; and then asked if she would like to go over the boat and see the different parts of it. Ellen's joyful agreement with this proposal was only qualified by the fear of giving him trouble. But he put that entirely by.