“Would you like me to try to proselytize you?”
“You may try if you wish. I am open to conviction; but the Church of all the ages, the Apostolic, the Catholic, has a strong hold on me.”
“You need not fear that I will ever try to loosen it. I only wish that I may see your face in Trinity Church every Sunday.”
“That happiness shall be yours,” answered Mrs. Thornton. “As there is no Catholic church here, I will give you the honor of my presence at Trinity.”
“If that is the case it will be a place of worship to me.”
He smiled away the extravagance of this last remark, and she only shook her head.
“That is a compliment, but it is awfully profane.”
“Not profanity; say rather justifiable idolatry.”
“Really, I feel overcome; I do not know what to say. At any rate, I hope you will like the book; I know you will find it pleasant.”
“Any thing that comes from you could not be otherwise,” said Despard. “At the same time it is not my habit to read novels singly.”