Col. Baker was loth to leave the subject:
"Aren't you being unusually devout to-day?" he asked. "I heard of you at Sabbath-school I was certain after that effort, I should find you at home, resting. What spell came over you to give the First Church so much of your time?"
"One would think, to hear you, that I never went to church on Sabbath evening," Flossy said. And then to a certain degree conscience triumphed. "I have not been very often, it is true; but I intend to reform in that respect in the future. I mean to go whenever I can, and I mean to go always to the First Church."
Col. Baker looked at her curiously in the moonlight.
"Is that an outgrowth of your experience in the woods?" he asked.
"Yes," Flossy said simply and bravely.
He longed to question further, to quiz her a little, but something in the tone of the monosyllable prevented. So he said:
"I am at least surprised at part of the decision. I thought part of the work of those gatherings was to teach fellowship and unity. Why should you desert other churches?"
"There is no desertion about it. I do not belong to other churches, and nobody has reason to expect me at any of them; but my pastor has a right to expect me to be in my pew."
"Oh; then it is the accident of the first choice that must determine one's sitting in church for all future time?"