Either what woman, having ten pieces of silver, if she lose one piece, doth not light a candle, and sweep the house, and seek diligently till she find it?
And when she hath found it, she calleth her friends and her neighbours together, saying, Rejoice with, me; for I have found the piece which I had lost.

Likewise I say unto you, there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth.'" There Daisy stopped, and there was silence.

Presently her father opened his eyes.

He saw that hers were full, but they were not looking at her book, neither at him; they were gazing away at the light, with an intent, very serious expression.
"Daisy!--" said her father.
She came back instantly to a sweet happy look at him.
"What were you studying ?" "Papa!--I was thinking--" "What were you thinking ?" "I was thinking, papa," said Daisy unwillingly,--"how strange it is that anybody should try to _hide himself from God_." She started a little and rose up, for her mother stood on the other side of the light now.

Mrs.Randolph's voice was a note belonging to another chord.
"Daisy, it is your bedtime." "Yes, mamma." Mr.Randolph made no attempt to hinder his wife's arrangements this time.