He went over to her.
"Kitty, let me do this;" and she gave up the pudding-stick. Tip
stirred away.
By and by she leaned over the kettle to put in some salt, and as she
sprinkled it around she caught his eager, longing look. She nodded her
head. "I guess He heard," she said softly.
"I _know_ He did," Tip answered, his eyes very blight; in his heart
he sang "_Glory!_" And the angels in heaven sang for joy; for that
night there had been laid aside a white robe and a crown of gold for
Kitty Lewis.
CHAPTER XVI.
"Whosoever therefore shall confess Me before men, him will I confess also
before My Father which is in heaven."
Tip was very undecided what to do. He went out on the steps and looked
about him in the moonlight; then he came in and took a long look out of
the window. At last the question, whatever it was, seemed to be settled.
He turned with a resolute air to Kitty who was washing the tea-dishes.
"Kitty, don't you want to go to prayer-meeting up at the church?"
Kitty dropped her cup back into the dish-pan and stood looking at him, a
good deal surprised.
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