It does not follow because you have none of one sort that you have not plenty of another sort.

However, finding this fire at her heart quite too much for her to manage, Daisy went away from her watching-place; crept away among the trees without any one's observing her; till she had put some distance between her and the party, and found a further shelter from them in a big moss-grown rock and large tree.
There was a bed of moss, soft and brown, on the other side of the rock; and there Daisy fell down on her knees and began to remember--"Thou therefore endure hardship, as a good soldier of Jesus Christ.".