"Because, if any of you are going to foot it to Slumberleigh, you had better be starting.

Which are you going to, Charles ?" "I am going where Molly goes.

Which is it to be, Molly ?" "Slumberleigh," said Molly, with decision, "because it's the shortest sermon, and I want to see the little foal in Brown's field." "Slumberleigh be it," said Charles.

"Now, Miss Deyncourt," as Ruth appeared, "which church are you going to support--Greenacre, which is close in more senses than one, where they never open the windows, and the clergyman preaches for an hour; or Slumberleigh, shady, airy, cool, lying past a meadow with a foal in it?
If I may offer that as any inducement, Molly and I intend to patronize Slumberleigh." Ruth said she would do the same.
"Now, Dare, _you_ will be able to decide whether Greenacre, with a little fat tower, or Slumberleigh, with a beautiful tall steeple, suits your religious views best." "I will also go to Slumberleigh," said Dare, without a moment's hesitation.
"I thought so.

I suppose,"-- to Ralph and Evelyn--"you are going to Greenacre with Aunt Mary?
Tell her I have gone to church, will you?
It will cheer her up.