"Why don't you explain yourself, Sandie?" said his betrothed.
"I am talking too much. Besides, it will come better from Miss Copley's lips."
"I don't think so; but however.—Well, Dolly, if you are to explain, please explain. But how come you to understand, when I don't understand? What work does he mean?"
"I suppose," said Dolly, "Mr. Shubrick means work for other people."
"Work for other people!" cried Christina. "Do you think we do not do work for other people? Mamma gives away loads; she does a great deal for the poor. She is always doing it."
"And you?"
"Oh, I help now and then. But she does not want my help much."
"Did you think, Miss Copley, I meant work for poor people?"
"No," said Dolly. "At least—that is—I thought you meant the work that is for Christ."
"Well, I am sure He commanded us to take care of the poor," said Christina.