As they proceeded together up the white curving road, over the crest of the verdant bluff, Elvira announced her further intentions.
"I am not going to live with you. I am going to board with the Smiths. I want to get to the bottom of this business, and see the apparitions myself."
"There are no apparitions," said Susannah gently.
"Gold books, you know, flying about in the air, and the angel Maroni and hosts of the slain Lamanites."
"You expect too much. Such visions as Mr. Smith had came but at the beginning to attest his mission and give him confidence."
"Tut! I should think he had sufficient of that commodity. It is I who require the confidence, and have I come too late?"
"I would question, if it did not appear unkind, why you have come at all?"
"Bless you, it's relations, not revelations, that I came after."
"I fear that Angel will not be satisfied with that attitude," Susannah sighed. She supposed that Elvira represented all too well the attitude of educated minds in that far-off world whose existence she tried to forget.
"Therefore," said Elvira, "I will board with the Smiths."