'But you know one can't be rude--to an old old man.

If others kneel, I suppose we must kneel.

Does it do anyone harm to be blessed by an old man ?' 'Oh no!--no!' cried Miss Foster, flushing deeply.

Then, after a moment, she added decidedly--'Please--I should like to go very much.' Manisty grinned unseen, and closed the door behind him.
Then Miss Foster, after an instant's restlessness, moved nearer to her hostess.
'I am afraid--you thought I was rude just now?
It's so lovely of you to plan things for me.

But--I can't ever be sure whether it's right to go into other people's churches and look at their services--like a show.