"To Chilton Common," she said. "Oh! we should love to go there."
The old lady spoke to the man.
"Where is your nurse?" she said. "Will she like you to go so far?"
"Oh, Annie won't mind. We always play out here till dinner-time."
So in a few minutes, four donkeys were going at a steady trot towards Chilton Common; the man himself riding on one of them. It seemed a long way to the children, but Jill enlivened the way by telling the man about their tenth bag, and the room that they hoped to build on the Common.
"You might help if you like," she suggested. "You could give a tenth out of what the lady is going to give you this morning. It's going to be a tenth room or church, because it's going to be built out of our tenths."
"Don't believe in parsons or churches," said the man emphatically.
"Do you mean you don't like them?" questioned Jill. "Don't you go to church yourself?"
"Never been inside a church since I were a Sunday-school brat."