human
Well, says I,
gpt
I don't know, Sir.
human
Your husband thinks you are a Christian, Sister Potter, don't he?
gpt
Yes, I do, says Russell, a-comin' in behind me to the door,--for he'd just stepped out to get the minister a basket of plums.
human
I ha'n't a doubt on't, Mr. Jones.
gpt
Well, says he,
human
I don't think there's much doubt of a woman's bein' pious when she's pious to home; and I don't want no better testimony'n yours, Mr. Potter. I shall admit you to full fellowship, sister, when we have a church-meetin' next; for it's my belief you experienced religion under that blowed-down barn.