"Oh, yes. Isn't it nice that we all are?"
"We all?" queried Blake.
"If you've been confirmed, you are, too. That's why I'm so glad you're coming with me. We'll take the communion together."
Blake's face darkened, and he replied hesitatingly: "Why, you see,
Jenny, I—I don't think I want to."
"But, Tom, when it will please me so much!"
"You know I'd like to please you—only, you see, I'm not—I don't believe in it."
"Do you positively disbelieve in it?"
"Well, I can't say just that."
"Then I'm sure it will be all right. You'll not be irreverent, and maybe it will reawaken your own true spiritual self."
"Sorry," said Blake uneasily. "I'm afraid I can't do it, even to please you."