“Let’s go in and pay a visit,” suggested the lad.
“I don’t go to church,” returned Compton.
Once more Bobby’s lip curled.
“You must be crazy,” he said. “Now, you come on in.”
Bobby, it was clear, was in no mood for argument. Catching Compton by the hand, he led that astonished young man along the lovely path towards the church.
“What’s that sign about up there?” asked Bobby.
“It says,” answered Compton, “that it was here or in the immediate vicinity that Father Junipero Serra said the Mass of the Holy Cross.”
“I’ve heard of him and read a book about him,” said Bobby. “He must have been a great man.”
“Yes?” interrogated the skeptic. “I’ve heard it said that the Mass of the Holy Cross is the same as the Mass of the Holy Wood; and that’s the reason we call this section Hollywood.”
“I like that name now more than ever, uncle.”