How was she to introduce the subject? The embarrassed color burned in
her cheeks as she helped him undress and tried to decide on the proper
moment to speak of--prayers. But David took the matter into his own
hands. As he stepped into his little night-clothes, buttoning them
around his waist with slow precision, he said:
"Now I'll say my prayers. Sit by the window; then I can see that star
when I open my eyes. It's hard to keep your eyes shut so long, ain't
it?" he added confidentially.
Helena sat down, her heart fluttering in her throat. David knelt
beside her, shutting first one eye and then the other. "'Now I lay
me--"' he began in a businesslike voice. At the Amen he opened his eyes
and drew a long breath. Helena moved slightly and he shut his eyes
again; "I've not done yet.
"'Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me, Bless Thy little lamb to-night--'"
He paused and looked up at Mrs. Richie. "Can I say colt?" Before she
could reply he decided for himself. "No; colts don't have shepherds;
it has to be lamb."
Her silent laughter did not disturb him. He finished with another
satisfied Amen. Helena put her arms about him to raise him from the
floor, but he looked up, aggrieved.
"Why, I've not done yet," he reproached her "You've forgot the
blessings."
"The blessings?" she asked timidly.
"Why, of course," said David, trying to be patient; "but I'm most
done," he encouraged her.
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