"Do I hear the church bells?" asked Abner. He was a punctilious observer of Sabbath ordinances and always reached a state of subdued inner bustle shortly after the finish of the Sunday breakfast.
"We sometimes make them out," replied Stephen Giles, "when the wind happens to blow right."
"We are all going down this morning, I suppose?" observed Abner, confidently taking the initiative.
"I expect so," replied Giles.
"Count me out," said Clytie.
"You do not go to church?" asked Abner.
"Not often."
"You have no religion?"
"Yes, I have," replied Clytie, with much pomp: "the religion of humanity."
"You run and get your things on," said Medora. "You'll find as much humanity at the First Church as you will anywhere else."