But how are you going ?" "On foot, mamma; under the shade of the trees.

It is nice and shady, all the way." "It is enough to kill you! But go." So Daisy's great flat set off alongside of Miss Underwood's Sunday gown to walk to church.

They set out all right, on the way to the church by the evergreens.

Preston Gary was a good deal surprised to find them some time later in another part of the grounds and going in a different direction.
"Where are you bound, Daisy ?" he asked.
"To church, Preston." "Church is the other way." "Yes, but Mr.Pyne is sick and the church is closed, and we are going over to that little church on the other side of the road." "Why that is a dissenting chapel, isn't it ?" "There's no more dissent amongst 'em than there is among other folks!" broke in Miss Underwood with a good deal of expression.

"I wish all other folks and churches was as peaceable and kept as close to their business! Anyhow, it's a church, and the other one won't let us in." Preston smiled and stepped back, and to Daisy's satisfaction they met with no further stay.