Ann's father had been a preacher among the followers of Whitefield, and Ann was a follower of her father.

She laid hold upon the garment of a hard master, a tyrannical God.

Happy he who has learned the gospel according to Jesus, as reported by John--that God is light, and in him is no darkness at all! Happy he who finds God his refuge from all the lies that are told for him, and in his name! But it is love that saves, and not opinion that damns; and let the Master himself deal with the weeds in his garden as with the tares in his field.
"I read my Bible a good deal," said Mary, at last, "but I never found one of those things you say in it." "That's because you were never taught to look for them," said Ann.
"Very likely," returned Mary.

"In the mean time I prefer the violin--that is, with one like your brother to play it." She turned to the door, and Joseph Jasper, who had not spoken a word, rose and followed her.

As soon as they were outside, Mary turned to him, and begged he would play the same piece with which he had ended on the former occasion.
"I thought you did not care for it! I am so glad!" he said.
"I care for it very much," replied Mary, "and have often thought of it since.