A Jewish father had only one child, a little girl. He was very fond of her. She was the one the death angel would kill if the blood was not put on the door. Before going to sleep she asked her father if the blood had been sprinkled on the door posts. He said that it had been and she fell asleep. She woke several times, was reassured and fell asleep again. Just before midnight she woke again in great alarm. She insisted that her father carried her outside and showed her the blood. He took her outside, but to his horror he found that there was no blood on the door-posts. He ran to get the blood and quickly sprinkled it on them. Now she was sure that the blood was there she was quite happy and fell asleep. Her father had, amazingly delegated the vital job to a servant!