He lives at Mrs.Sandford's." "And where did he talk to you ?" "In the little school in the woods.

In his Sunday-school.

Yesterday." "Well, it's absurd nonsense, your going there.

You have nothing to do with such things.

Mr.Randolph?
--" An inarticulate sound, testifying that he was attending, came from a gentleman who had lounged in and was lounging through the room.
"I won't have Daisy go to that Sunday-school any more, down there in the woods.