"You see, Pink," said Norton as they were riding down, "all you have to do is to let people go their own way, and you go your's. That's all. That's the way so many carts get through the streets. It isn't necessary to knock up against every one you come to; and people don't like it."
"I was only going my own way, Norton," Matilda said gently; "but I had to give the reason for it; and that was what you all didn't like."
"Your reason interfered with our way, though," said Norton. "You as good as said it is wrong to do something we all do."
"Well," said Matilda very slowly,—"ought you not to try to hinder people from doing what is not right?"
"How do you know what is not right?" said Norton.
"The Bible tells."
"Where does the Bible say it is wrong to drink wine?" Norton asked quickly.
"I'll shew you when we get home."
"Everybody does it, anyhow," said Norton; "and one must do what everybody does."
"Mr. Richmond don't, Norton."