"They lived such holy, devoted lives, were so kind, so good, so self-denying." Violet listened attentively, making no remark, but Isadore read disapproval more than once in her speaking countenance.
"I wish your mamma would send you and Elsie there to finish," remarked Isa, breaking the pause which followed the conclusion of her narrative.
"Should you not like to go ?" "No, oh no, no!" "Why not ?" "Isa, I could never, _never_ do some of those things you say they require--bow to images or pictures, or kneel before them, or join in prayers or hymns to the Virgin." "I don't know how you could be so wicked as to refuse.

She is the queen of Heaven and mother of God." "Isa!" and Violet looked inexpressibly shocked.
"You can't deny it.

Wasn't Jesus God ?" "Yes; he is God.

'In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.' 'And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us.'" "Ah! and was not the Virgin Mary his mother ?'" Vi looked perplexed for a moment, then brightening, "Ah, I know now,'" she said, "Jesus was God and man both.'" "Well ?" "And--mamma told me--Mary was the mother of his human nature only, and it is blasphemous to call her the mother of God; and to do her homage is idolatry." "So I thought before I went to the convent," said Isadore, "but the sisters convinced me of my error.

Vi, I should like to show you something.
Can you keep a secret ?" "I have never had a secret from mamma; I do not wish to have any." "But you can't tell her everything now while she's away, and this concerns no one but myself.