"No. I'm going to church."
"To church!"
Anne drew on her gloves and nodded.
"What church?"
"Christian Science."
"What!" Roger barked the word in exasperated astonishment.
"The Christian Science Church," Anne said with maddening composure, as if she were disciplining a child for its harsh voice.
Roger closed his book and rose. "Are you a Scientist now?"
"No."
"Then what do you want to go and listen to that drivel, for?"