"And you read to them. You are the oddest child!"
"But Aunt Gary, never mind—it would be the greatest pleasure to me. Won't you give leave?"
"The servants hear the Bible read, child, every morning and every night."
"Yes, but that is only a very few of the house servants. I want some of the others to come—a good many—as many as can come."
"I wish your mother and father were here!" sighed my aunt.
"Do you think Mr. Edwards would make any objection?" I asked again, presuming on the main question being carried. "Would he let them come?"
"Let them come!" echoed my aunt. "Mr. Edwards would be well employed to interfere with anything the family chose to do."
"But you know he does not let them meet together, the people, Aunt Gary; not unless they have his permission."
"No, I suppose so. That is his business."
"Then will you speak to him, ma'am, so that he may not be angry with the people when they come?"