they were grown men, or women, or children.

Teddy's restless ways in church had been a trial to him for a long time,
and he felt that this morning's action must receive a check. 'Thank
you, sir,' responded Mrs. John; 'he shall come to you after school is
over this afternoon.'

And Teddy, completely sobered, walked home beside his mother without
uttering a word.

At half-past four he stood on the rectory doorsteps looking into the cool
broad hall in front of him, which led out of a glass door at the opposite
end into a brilliant flower garden. Spotless white druggeting covered the
floor and stairs, and everything indoors denoted a careful housekeeper.
Mr. Upton was a widower, and was to a great extent ruled by two or three
old and faithful servants.

As the boy stood there the rector appeared, and led him into his study.

'We shall have half an hour before tea, to have a little conversation, my
boy. Sit down, and tell me what you have been learning at Sunday-school
this afternoon.'

'Teacher was telling us about the children of Israel in Egypt. I'm afraid
I don't remember very much what he said, for I was busy thinking about
coming to see you.'

Mr. Upton smiled, and drew the child on to talk; then, after he was
thoroughly at ease, he put a large Bible in front of him.