Probable Sons by Amy LeFeuvre
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dreadful sorry I was disobedient. Do you think I have been very naughty,
Uncle Edward?" Sir Edward twisted the ends of his moustache slowly. "I think you were naughty to run after a strange man like that, and I quite understand nurse's displeasure. You made her exceedingly anxious." "And is God very angry with me?" "God is not pleased with disobedient children." "May I kneel down and ask him to forgive me now?" Sir Edward hesitated. "I think you had better go to the nursery and do it there." "I don't want to see nurse till I have done it. May I? Will you ask God to forgive me too?" "Your prayer will be quite sufficient." Milly slipped off his knee, and then, kneeling down with folded hands and closed eyes, she said softly,-- "Please God, will you forgive me! I'm so sorry I disobeyed nurse and ran away. And please take care of Jack, and bring him back to you, for Jesus Christ's sake. Amen." "Now run along to nurse, and don't cry any more," said Sir Edward, as he rose from his seat. |
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