"Sister," said Charlie, "may I say my prayers again for him?"
"Yes, do, dear Charlie," said Rose; "and say a prayer for King
Charles too, that he may be safe from the wicked man."
So little Charlie knelt by Rose, with his hands joined, and his
little bare legs folded together, and said his prayer: and did not
his sister's heart go with him? Then she kissed him, covered him up
warmly, and repeated to him in her soft voice the ninety-first Psalm:
"Whoso dwelleth under the defence of the Most High shall abide under
the shadow of the Almighty."
By the time it was ended, the little boy was fast asleep, and the
faithful loyal girl felt her failing heart cheered and strengthened
for whatever might be before her, sure that she, her mother, her
brother, and her King, were under the shadow of the Almighty wings.
CHAPTER IV.
In a very strong fit of restlessness did little Mistress Lucy Woodley
go to bed in Rose's room that night. She was quite comforted on
Edmund's account, for she had discernment enough to see that her
mother and sister did not believe Diggory's dreadful narration; and
she had been so unsettled and excited by Mr. Sylvester Enderby's
notice, and by the way in which she had allowed her high spirits to
get the better of her discretion, as well as by the sudden change
from terror to joy, that when first she went to Rose's room she could
not attend to her prayers, and next she could not go to sleep.
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