Now if you are talking about cutworms or fishworms, father is right.

But there is that place where--"Charles his heel had raised, upon the humble worm to tread," and the worm lifted up its voice and spake thus to Charles: "I know I'm now among the things Uncomely to your sight, But, by and by, on splendid wings, You'll see me high and bright." Now I'll bet a cent THAT is the kind of worm Brother Hastings said we were.

I must speak to father about it.

I don't want him to be mistaken; and I really think he is about worms.

Of course he knows the kind that have wings and fly.