"The little master," said Nellie, "and the baby, and they asked God to let you stay and get well, and He said yes."
"'Es," said Bab, "Dod said 'es."
From that hour she began to grow stronger. Every day Nellie and Bill went to the garden again, and Dreamer and his sister gathered daisies and sent them to Bab.
"It was us!" suddenly shouted Baby. "Us was werry nice!" remarked the little lady, with great satisfaction.
But Donald was crying.
Auntie laid her hand on his head.
"You were right, dear, when you said you were sure the pigeon came for something. He came to you with a message from the God of little children, who says, 'Whatsoever ye have done unto one of the least of these, ye have done it unto Me.'"