"I am obliged to go sometimes—I never take part."
"Why not Eleanor? Why don't you? you can dance."
"Read," said Eleanor, pointing to the words. Julia read.
"'Whatsoever ye do, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus; giving thanks to God and the Father by him.'—Well Eleanor?"
"I cannot find anything I can do in the Lord's service at such places, except to stand by and say by my manner that I do not enjoy them nor approve of them."
"That won't hinder other people enjoying them, though."
"I do not think people enjoy them much. You and I have a hundred times as much fun in one good scamper over the moor. Dear old moor! I wish we were back again. But other people's doing is not my business."
"Then what makes you go, Eleanor?"
"Mamma would be so exceedingly vexed if I did not. I mean to get out of it soon—as soon as I can."
"Do you think you will, in London?"