"They
know you're taking a lot of trouble about it. And the
least they could do, too."
Lorne sat down on the edge of the verandah with his hands
in his trousers pockets, and stuck his long legs out in
front of him. "Oh, I don't know," he said. "They have
the name of being nifty, but I haven't got anything
against the Milburns."
"Name!" ejaculated Mrs Murchison. "Now long ago was it
the Episcopalians began that sewing-circle business for
the destitute clergy of Saskatchewan?"
"Mother!" put in Abby, with deprecation.
"Well, I won't be certain about the clergy, but I tell
you it had to do with Saskatchewan, for that I remember!
And anyhow, the first meeting was held at the Milburns'
--members lent their drawing-rooms. Well, Mrs Leveret
and Mrs Delarue went to the meeting--they were very thick
just then, the Leverets and the Delarues. They were so
pleased to be going that they got there about five minutes
too soon, and they were the first to come. Well, they
rang the bell and in they went. The girl showed them into
the front drawing-room and asked them to sit down. And
there in the back drawing-room sat Mrs Milburn and Miss
Filkin, AND NEVER SPOKE TO THEM! Took not the smallest
notice, any more than if they had been stray cats--not
so much! Their own denomination, mind you, too! And
there they might have been sitting still if Mrs Leveret
hadn't had the spirit to get up and march out.
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