new people
"I don't like to."
"Why not?"
"It seems strange. They may not care to have us visit them."
"We can only try. If they turn us away why, that is the worst we need expect." So, drawing Priscilla's arm within hers, Amy led her up the narrow flagged walk toward the Convent School.
A sister wearing a glazed bonnet with a long veil was trimming rosebushes in the garden bed close to the house.
"Yes, surely, we are glad to have visitors. The school itself is closed now, for the girls have their holidays, but you can see all there is. Excuse me for a moment and I will be with you."
In a short time she had joined them in the little hallway to which they had been admitted by another sister.
"Would the ladies care to see the chapel?"
"Ladies" had a pleasant sound to Priscilla, and she put aside her prejudice against entering churches not of her own faith.