“Once you are in, you’ll wish you were out.”
“You made a success; why shouldn’t we? Of course we’ll add some improvements.”
The Englishman laughed heartily. “What do you call success?”
“Making people feel at home,” said Adele.
“And the improvements—some new ’ism or religion, I suppose?”
“Every man to his own religion,” said Adele; “it’s the same as with one’s own home. Religion ought to suit one’s nature as your home suits your life.”
“These people have a great variety of religion,” remarked the Englishman.
“There seems to be no lack,” said Adele, “but really I don’t know yet. I can’t say that I have really worshiped with them, according to their ritual here in their own homes.”
“Well, I wish you joy, but really I don’t understand fully yet as to your idea of home here. I don’t feel at home; we all go back to our homes—Merry England.”
“That’s not what I mean,” said Adele; “this region is the most extraordinary home-country I ever saw, even more so than our own mixed-up country, and that’s saying a great deal.”