"Have you found anything?" said I.
"Only the book—I forgot all about it. I am almost sorry we allowed him to lend it."
"We borrowed it; I don't think he wanted to lend it," said I; "but, however it was, I'm very glad we have got it. One would fancy you had lighted on a scorpion. I'm not afraid of it; I know it can't do any one the least harm, for they are only stories."
"Oh, I think so. I don't see myself that they can do any harm; but I am almost sorry we have got into that sort of relation with him."
"What relation, Laura?"
"Borrowing books and discussing them."
"But we need not discuss them; I won't—and you are so well up in the controversy with your two books of theology, that I think he's in more danger of being converted than you. Give me the book, and I'll find out something to read to you."
