"And you?"
"Oh, I drove the folks over to Paulmouth. There is an Episcopal Church there and the girls think it's more fashionable. You don't see many soft-collared shirts among the Paulmouth Episcopalians."
There spoke the "native," Louise thought; and she smiled.
"It scarcely matters, I fancy, which denomination one attends. It is the spirit in which we worship that counts."
He gazed upon her seriously. "You're a thoughtful girl, I guess. I should not have looked for that—in your business."
"In my business? Oh!"
"We outsiders have an idea that people in the theatrical line are a peculiar class unto themselves," Lawford went on.
"But I——" On the point of telling him of his mistake she hesitated.
He was unobservant of her amusement and went on with seriousness:
"I guess I'm pretty green after all. I don't know much about the world—your world, at least. I love the sea, and sailing, and all the seashore has to offer. Sometimes I'm out here alone all day long."
"But what is it doing for you?" she asked him rather sharply. "Surely there can be very little in it, when all's said and done. A man with your intelligence—you have evidently had a good education."