With a good preacher and a fine
singer as inducements, we ought to bring out a large congregation, eh?"
Dexie looked up quickly, but the ministerial air could not hide the rich
vein of humor in the man, and she smilingly replied,
"I should not like to be reproved before a larger audience than was here
this evening, Mr. Barkly, and I might unintentionally do something that
would bring it upon me; so I think the preacher must depend on himself, as
we expect to return to Charlottetown to-morrow."
A few parting words, and the group separated, and Dexie found herself by
Elsie's side, walking towards their temporary home.
As they were very tired, they decided not to await Lancy's arrival, so at
an early hour they asked to be shown to their room, and its spotless purity
spoke well for the housekeeper.
"However shall we get into that bed, Dexie?" said Elsie, as the footsteps
of Mrs. Gardner were no longer audible.
"That is just what I was wondering myself," and Dexie stood regarding the
high, old-fashioned four-poster. "Do you suppose they use a step-ladder, or
jump into it from the table? Why," lifting up the counterpane and sheets,
"it's just a mountain of feathers; we must spring into it from this chair.
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