"And so, Isa, my uncle's predictions that your popish teachers would violate their promise not to meddle with your faith, have proved only too true," said Calhoun Conly, stepping forward, as Mr. Daly finished his last quotation from the Scriptures.
In the heat of their discussion, neither the minister nor Isadore had noticed his entrance, but he had been standing there, an interested listener, long enough to learn the sad fact of his sister's perversion.
"They only did their duty, and I shall not have them blamed for it," she said, haughtily.
"They richly deserve blame, and you cannot prevent it from being given them," he answered firmly, and with flashing eyes. "I have come, by my mother's request, to take you and Virginia home, inviting Miss Reed to accompany us."
"I am ready," said Isadore, rising, the others doing likewise.
"But you will stay to tea?" Violet said. "Cal, you are not in too great haste for that?"
"I'm afraid I am, little cousin," he answered with a smile of acknowledgment of her hospitality. "I must meet a gentleman on business, half an hour from now."
Vi expressed her regrets, and ran after the girls, who had already left the room to prepare for their drive.
They seemed in haste to get away.
"We've had enough of Mr. Daly's prosing about religion," said Virginia.