"I wish it was peddling old shoes!" said Judy.
"Why?" several asked.
"It won't be anything as respectable. We've taken to turning old coats at our house."
"Go ahead, Davy!" cried Norton.
But David was deliberate about it. He finished his writing, and looked up.
"I think my capital is myself," he said with a smile. "I mean to make the most of myself, in every way I can think of; as well as of my money, and whatever else I have got."
"Don't sound so bad," said Elisha looking at Judy.
"Well Davy," said Norton; "what are you going to do with yourself, after you have made the most you can of it?"
"I am the servant of the King Messiah," said David with a smile again; "myself and all I have belong to him, and I want to make the most of them for Jesus and his work and his Kingdom. They are the talents He has given me to work with. And when the King comes to take account of me, I want to be able to say, 'Lord, thy pound hath gained five pounds.'"
The little people were silent. David spoke so simply and in so business-like fashion, there was no game to be made of his words; and nothing was said, till Norton remarked he did not know what he was going to do; he could not remember one half that had been said for him to pass judgment upon.