"Nobody, hardly, I guess," said Mary Edwards; "there don't many people come to church out of Lilac Lane."
"But then, girls," said Matilda, "don't you think we ought to take it there? the invitation, I mean?"
"How can we? Why, there are lots of people in Lilac Lane that I would be afraid to speak to."
"I wouldn't be afraid," said Matilda. "They wouldn't do us any harm."
"But what would you say to them, Tilly?"
"I would just ask them to come, Ailie. I would take the message to them. Just think, Ailie, of that time, of that supper—when Jesus will give good things with His own hand;—and how many people would come if they knew. I would tell everybody. Don't you think we ought to?"
"I don't like to speak to people much," said Ailie. "They would think I was setting myself up."
"It is only carrying the message," said Matilda. "And that is what Jesus was doing all the time, you know; and He has told us to follow Him."
"Then must we be telling it all the time too?" asked Ailie. "We should do nothing else."
"Oh yes, we should. That would not hinder," said Matilda. "It doesn't take so very long to say a word. Here is another verse, girls; this is in the Revelation too; listen. This must be what those other verses mean: 'They shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more; neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat. For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters; and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.'"