"Do you love him ?" The grunt was of pure question, in answer to this speech.

Molly did not understand.

Daisy stooped down to face her on more equal terms.
"There is a great King up in heaven, who loves you, Molly.

He loves you so well that he died for you.

And if you love him, he will take you there when you die and give you a white robe and a crown of gold, and make you blessed." It is impossible to describe the simple earnestness of this speech.
Daisy said it, not as a philosopher nor as even a preacher would have done; she said it as a child.