"I don't blame you at all," he replied.

"I can understand it must be a dismal task to embroider daisies." "It is, Mr.von Rosen--" Annie hesitated.
"Yes," said Von Rosen encouragingly.
"You know I never go to church." "Yes," said Von Rosen mendaciously.

He really did not know.

In future he, however, would.
"Well, I don't go because--" again Annie hesitated, while the young man waited interrogatively.
Then Annie spoke with force.

"I would really like to go occasionally," she said, "I doubt if I would always care to." "No, I don't think you would," assented Von Rosen with a queer delight.
"But I never can because--Grandmother is old and she has not much left in life, you know." "Of course." "It is all very well for people to talk about firesides, and knitting work, and peaceful eyes of age fixed upon Heavenly homes," said Annie, "but all old people are not like that.