"Yes ...Is there one?"
"I don't know. I haven't any intelligence about those things."
"Is there immortality?"
"I don't know."
"I hope not. Your parson thinks there is, doesn't he?"
"Of course he does."
"Did he have lots of services and did you hare to go to them?"
"Yes."
"Poor Maggie—always having to go to them. Well, it's queer. Funny if there isn't anything after all when there's been such a fight about it so long. Did they make you very religious at Skeaton or wherever the place was?"
"No," said Maggie. "They thought me a terrible heathen. Grace was terrified of me, I seemed so wicked to her. She thought I was bewitching Paul's soul—"