Does it go on all the time ?" "Yes, unless mother is sick." "And what is it all about ?" "Oh just joy! Gladness that we are alive, that we have things to do that we like, and praising the Lord." "Umph!" said Mr.Pryor.
"It's just letting out what our hearts are full of," I told him.
"Don't you know that song: "'Tis the old time religion And you cannot keep it still ?'" He shook his head.
"It's an awful nice song," I explained.

"After it sings about all the other things religion is good for, there is one line that says: 'IT'S GOOD FOR THOSE IN TROUBLE.'" I looked at him straight and hard, but he only turned white and seemed sick.
"So ?" said Mr.Pryor.

"Well, thank you for the most interesting morning I've had this side England.

I should be delighted if you would come and hunt lions in my woods with me some time." "Oh, do you open the door to children ?" "Certainly we open the door to children," he said, and as I live, he looked so sad I couldn't help thinking he was sorry to close it against any one.

A mystery is the dreadfulest thing.
"Then if children don't matter, maybe I can come lion-hunting some time with the Princess, after she has made the visit at our house she said she would." "Indeed! I hadn't been informed that my daughter contemplated visiting your house," he said.