"Hush!" said he. "We will go and make things up to those millworkers in
Mainbridge."
There was a long pause, and then Diana spoke again; spoke slowly.
"Do you know, Basil, the millowners in Mainbridge seemed to me to want something done for them, quite as much as the millworkers?"
"I make the charge of that over to you."
"Me!" said Diana.
"Why not?"
"What do you want me to do for them?"
"What do you think they need?"
"Basil, they do not seem to me to have the least idea—not an idea—of what true religion is."
"They would be very much astonished to hear you say so."