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Blair, said his mother, her strident voice over-riding the girls' chatter,
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Well, for one thing, I don't believe the things the church teaches.
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What do you believe?
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What do you believe? What have you got instead of God?
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Honor, Blair said promptly.
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What do you mean by honor?
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Well, her son reflected,
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You don't know what you are talking about!
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Your religion is very amusing, my dear mother.
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I know how to open doors, she said. She threw a brief
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to Elizabeth, and turned a cheek to Nannie for the kiss that had fallen there, soft as a little feather, in all the nights of all the years they had lived together.
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she said shortly; then hesitated, her hand on the door-knob. There was an instant when the command _
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Go to church! _ trembled upon her lips, but it was not spoken.
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I advise you, she said roughly,
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Poor dear mother! he sighed; and turned round to listen to the two girls.
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Can you be ready to start on the first?
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Start where?
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Why, East! You know. I told you ages ago, Nannie explained.
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Elizabeth and I are going to stay with Mrs. Richie at the seashore.
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You never said a word about it, Blair said disgustedly. His annoyance knew no disguise.
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I call it pretty shabby for you two to go off! What's going to happen to me?
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Business, Blair, business! Elizabeth mocked. But Nannie was plainly conscience-stricken.
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I'll not go, if you'd rather I didn't, Blair.
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Nonsense! her brother said shortly,
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He did not finish his thought, whatever it was; he went back to the piano and began to drum idly. His face was sharply annoyed. That definition of his god which he had made to his mother, had aroused a nameless uneasiness. It occurred to him that perhaps he was