He loves you, and he came and died for you, that he might make you good and save you from your sins; and he loves you now, up in heaven." "What's that ?" said Molly.
"Heaven?
that is where God lives, and the angels, and good people." "There ain't none," said Molly.
"What ?" "There ain't no good people." "O yes, there are.

When they are washed in Jesus' blood, then they are good.

He will take away all their sins." Molly was silent for a moment and Daisy resumed her work of putting things away; but as she took the peach pie in her hands Molly burst out again.
"What you bring them things here for ?" Daisy stopped again.
"I think it is because Jesus is my king," she said, "and I love him.

And I love what he loves, and so I love you, Molly." Daisy looked very childish and very wise, as she said this; but over Molly's face there came a great softening change.

The wrinkles seemed to disappear; she gazed at Daisy steadily as if trying to find out what it all meant: and when the eyes presently were cast down, Daisy almost thought there was a little moisture about them.