"The heat will be insufferable." Mrs. Gary declared
herself of the same opinion.
An hour after, Daisy came into her mother's room.
"Mamma, may I go to church with Joanna?"
"It's too hot, Daisy."
"No, mamma — I don't mind it. I would like to go."
"Children don't mind anything! Please yourself. 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.
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