He sets us All Right I HAVE thus far quite inadvertently omitted to mention one of the prominent virtues of Reverend Finch.

He was an accomplished master of that particular form of human persecution which is called reading aloud; and he inflicted his accomplishment on his family circle at every available opportunity.

Of what we suffered on these occasions, I shall say nothing.

Let it be enough to mention that the rector thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure of hearing his own magnificent voice.
There was no escaping Mr.Finch when the rage for "reading" seized on him.

Now on one pretense, and now on another, he descended on us unfortunate women, book in hand; seated us at one end of the room; placed himself at the other; opened his dreadful mouth; and fired words at us, like shots at a target, by the hour together.