"It's been very warm for November, has it not?" she said at last.
"Yes, very warm," said Elizabeth, also examining the chromos.
"I suppose you go to church regularly?"
"Yes, quite regularly."
"Dr. Harrison is such a clever speaker, isn't he?"
"Yes, very clever."
"His sermons, I think, are quite profound."
"Yes indeed, very profound."
It reminded Elizabeth of the Cantata they had sung in the joyous old days at Cheemaun High School, where the chorus answered the soloist again and again with "Yes, that's so!" She wondered how long she dared keep it up and not laugh. She began to be just a little afraid that she might give way altogether and make Miss Kendall think she was quite mad.
But apparently the church call was drawing to a close. The caller once more consulted her notebook and arose. "Four calls," she said with a satisfied air. "I wonder if I couldn't put down five. You said there wasn't a Miss Turner here?"