You would not object to this.

After breakfast you have family prayers.

'Can you read, Nesimus ?' you inquire.

'O yes, master; missis and the young missises taught us all to read.' Your little boy hands him, with the rest, a Testament, and names the place of reading.

Strange to say, yesterday you finished 'Titus,' and the portion to be read in course is 'Philemon!'" "Almost a providence," said Mrs.North.
"How would you feel, Mr.North ?" said I.
"Why, feel?
How should I feel ?" said he.