Some of the boys let the others read what was written in the Testaments, and some boys did not.
Miss Bruce had given them the Testaments to-day, and had said that she hoped each boy would read a little, daily, in his Testament, even if it were only two or three verses.
"I wonder if teacher'll ask me next Sunday whether I've read any ?" Martin questioned himself now, as he admiringly eyed his piece of red ribbon.

"It'll be a shame if I have to tell her, the first Sunday, that I've forgot it! I'd better read one verse now, so I can say I read that, anyway, if I forget the rest of the week." Martin sat down beside the road.

He was not a very good reader.

This was the first piece of the Bible Martin had ever owned.

There was an old, unused family Bible at home.