At last, as the bright
summer's morning broke, she turned to Primrose and said eagerly--
"Kneel down, Primrose, and ask God what a very ignorant, very unhappy
little girl ought to do. Oh, Primrose, it's all about a promise--a
promise that was most faithfully given. What shall I do about it?"
"Do you want to keep it, or to break it?" asked Primrose.
"It seems to me I ought to keep it, Primrose, because a promise,
faithfully given, ought always to be kept; but Mr. Noel says I ought
to break this promise; oh, I don't know what to do!"
"Your heart won't be at rest, Daisy, and you won't really get better,
until you do know what to do," answered Primrose. "Of course, I will
kneel down and ask God to tell you."
Then the elder sister prayed aloud a very few earnest words, and the
little one joined her in whispered sentences. The prayer was not long,
but in Daisy's case it was quickly answered. When the morning quite
broke, and the real working-day had begun, Primrose sent a message to
Noel to come at once to see the child. Daisy received him with a
touching little smile.
"Was the little girl me?" she asked. "And was the wicked, wicked ogre,
Mr.
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