Marion laughed. "I shouldn't like to ask them," she said; "and pray don't say anything about Sunday school before them."
"I am not ashamed of it, I can tell you," said Kate, in a half-offended tone.
"No, no, of course not; but then, you see, you are not in the country now," said Marion, "and things are different in London."
"I don't see why they should be; there are Sunday schools in London, I know, and I mean to find out a Bible-class, and then you and Bella shall come and see how nice it is."
"Well, there's plenty of time for that when the fine weather is all over," said Marion a little impatiently. "Now, Kate, be quick and decide where we shall go, for I expect they will meet us as we go home, and we must tell them where to meet us this afternoon."
"Well, I would rather not go at all," said Kate slowly, for she knew her conscience would not let her enjoy the most pleasant trip that could be arranged.
"Oh, nonsense, but you must come, I have promised for you; they particularly want you to go," said Marion.
Kate could not help feeling pleased and flattered by her cousin's words, but she made another feeble protest.
"I would much rather go to St. Paul's," she said, "and if I go with you to-day you must promise to go to Bible-class with me very soon."
"Oh, I promise," laughed Marion. "And now, Kate, once more, where shall we go, for I promised you should decide this? I am a great mind to be jealous of you, my little country cousin," she added; "Bella would be, I know."