It would seem like mocking God to come to answer all those solemn questions, and not mean what you said.
I think it is wicked." Louis spoke rapidly, and with great emotion.
Meredith looked angry, struggling with a feeling of shame, and a wish to laugh it off.

"You are exclusively precise," he said; "others are not, and have as much right to their opinion as you to yours.

Trevannion, for instance--he's going into the church because it is so genteel." "I hope you are mistaken," said Louis, quickly.
"Not I; I heard him say the same thing myself." "I am _very_ sorry," said Louis, sadly.

"Oh! I would rather be a laborer than go into the church with such a wish--and yet, I had rather be a very poor curate than a rich duke: it is such a happy, holy life." The last part of Louis' speech was nearly inaudible, and no more was said until the afternoon.
It was Dr.Wilkinson's wish that the Sabbath should be passed as blamelessly as he had the power of ordering it in his household; but to make it a day of reverence and delight among so large a number of boys, with different dispositions and habits of life, was an arduous task.

Mr.James Wilkinson was with the boys the whole afternoon, as well as his father, to whose utmost endeavors he joined his own, that the day might not be wholly unprofitable.