… ʺHow can prayers said over and over again like that be any good?ʺ Mistress Margaret was silent for a moment. ʺI saw young Mrs. Martin last week,ʺ she said, ʺwith her little girl in her lap. She had her arms around her motherʹs neck, and was being rocked to and fro; and every time she rocked she said ʹOh, mother.ʹ ʺ ʺBut, then,ʺ said Isabel, after a momentʹs silence, ʺshe was only a child.ʺ ʺ ‘Except ye become as little children —‘ ʺ quoted Mistress Margaret softly ‐ ʺyou see, my Isabel, we are nothing more than children with God and His Blessed Mother. To say, ʹHail Mary, Hail Mary,ʹ is the best way of telling her how much we love her. And, then, this string of beads is like Our Ladyʹs girdle, and her children love to finger it, and whisper to her. And then we say our Our Fathers too; and all the while we are talking, she is showing us pictures of her dear Child, and we look at all the great things He did for us, one by one; and then we turn the page and begin again. ...