"
When they turned away from the window, Alice said:
"I don't think I will ride any more. Maude must take the horse I had--
he is so gentle. What a pity Mr. Merry cannot go with her for a ride."
"He can. I sent Andrew for a saddle for him to use."
"Quincy, you are the most thoughtful man in the world."
In less than half an hour Maude, with Harry riding the mare, were on
their way towards the Centre Road. When they returned, an hour later,
there had been no runaway, unless Harry's heart had undergone one.
Maude's countenance did not, however, indicate that she had
participated in any rescue.
CHAPTER IX
A "STORY" SERMON
The influx of mill operatives and mechanics from Cottonton in search
of a breathing place after a hard day's work, had led to the building
up of the territory north of Pettingill Street and east of Montrose
Avenue. This fact had led to the erection of the Rev. Mr. Gay's
church in the extreme northern part of the town, but near to both
Montrose town and Cottonton city.
"We are all coming to your church this morning, Mr. Gay," said Quincy
at breakfast.
"I shall be glad to see you, but you must not expect a city service.
The majority, in fact all, of my parishioners are common people, and
I use plain language to them."
"I think simplicity in devotional exercises much more effective than
an ornate service," said Alice.
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