And of course Helen doesn't really mean that she'd give up the Bible." "But I do," Helen interrupted, smiling; and she might have said more, for she could not see John's troubled look in the darkness, but Gifford Woodhouse came down the path to meet them and give Miss Ruth's message.
"Just in time, young man," said the rector, as Gifford silently took some of John's burden of shawls and cushions, and turned and walked beside him.

"Here's Helen giving Ward an awful idea of her orthodoxy; come and vouch for the teaching you get at St.Michael's." Gifford laughed.

"What is orthodoxy, doctor ?" he said.

"I'm sure I don't know!" "'The hungry sheep look up and are not fed,'" quoted the rector in a burlesque despair.

"Why, what we believe, boy,--what _we_ believe! The rest of my flock know better, Mr.Ward, I assure you." "I don't think we know what we do believe, uncle," Helen said lightly.
"This grows worse and worse," said the rector.