A thrush in the woods began to sing a hymn, and they listened. After that a silence, save for the notes of answering birds quickened by the song, the minister's horse nibbling at the bushes. Cynthia herself could not have explained why she lingered. Suddenly he shot a question at her.
“Where be you goin'?”
“To Brampton, to get Miss Lucretia to change this book,” and she held it up from her lap. It was a very large book.
“Wh-what's it about,” he demanded.
“Napoleon Bonaparte.”
“Who was be?”
“He was a very strong man. He began life poor and unknown, and fought his way upward until he conquered the world.”
“C-conquered the world, did you say? Conquered the world?”
“Yes.”
Jethro pondered.