Indeed, familiarity seems often the measure of our affection." "Net with anthems," firmly.

"Anthems are different.

Aren't anthems different, Esther ?" "I have known familiarity to breed something besides affection in the case of anthems," agreed Esther.
In the ordinary course of things this remark would have aroused her host into delivering a neat and timely discourse upon the proper relation of music to the service of the Protestant Church and the tendency of the present age to unduly exalt the former at the expense of the latter.

But to-day he merely upset the salt and looked things at the innocent salt-cellar which his conscience, or his cloth, did not allow him to utter.
Miss Annabel raised her eyebrows at Esther in a significant way, telegraphing, "What did I tell you ?" And Esther signaled back, "You were right.

He is certainly not himself." Several other topics were introduced with no better result and every one felt relieved when lunch was over.
"I think," said the Reverend Angus, as they arose, "that it is probably pleasanter in the garden." Esther glanced at Miss Annabel.