There really is no necessity for talking to him in the way you do.

Of course it was a great compliment, his asking you to take a class in the Sunday-school, though I could have told him that he couldn't possibly have made an absurder choice, and you might very well have contented yourself with regretting your utter unfitness for such a post without exposing your ignorance in the way you did.

The idea of telling a clergyman, too, that the Book of Genesis was too improper for boys to read, when he had just been recommending it! I thought you'd have had more respect for his position, whatever silly notions you may have yourself." "I do respect the vicar; he's quite a nice little thing," replied Austin, in a conciliatory tone.

"And of course he thinks just what a vicar ought to think, and I suppose what all vicars do think.

But as I'm not a vicar myself I don't see that I am bound to think as they do." "You a vicar, indeed!" sniffed Aunt Charlotte.