And then Daisy sorrowed over her lost expedition, and her missing strawberry baskets.

What should she do?
for the next morning would find work enough of its own at home, and nobody else could choose the baskets to please her.

Ransom deserved--! In the midst of the angry thoughts that were breaking one over the other in Daisy's mind, there suddenly came up the remembrance of some words she had read that day or the day before.

"_Lord, how oft shall my brother sin against me and I forgive him?
till seven times?
Jesus saith unto him, I say not unto thee, until seven times, but until seventy times seven._" This brought Daisy up short; her head which had been leaning on her hands suddenly straightened itself up.

What did those words mean?
There could be no doubt, for with the question came the words in the Lord's Prayer which she knew well, but had never felt till then.