"
Next time? Ah, poor Morris, if you had known about next time, would you
have spoken to-night?
"Marjorie, I have something for you, but I would rather not give it to
you to-night," he said with some confusion.
"Well," she said, quietly, "I can wait."
"Do you _want_ to wait."
"Yes. I think I do," she answered deliberately.
Miss Prudence's step was at the front parlor door.
"You young folks are not observing the clock, I see. Marjorie must study
astronomy by starlight to-morrow morning, and I am going to send you
upstairs, Morris. But first, shall we have family worship, together? I
like to have a priest in my house when I can."
She laid Marjorie's Bible in his hand as she spoke. He read a short
Psalm, and then they knelt together. He had grown; Marjorie felt it in
every word of the simple heartfelt prayer. He prayed like one at home
with God. One petition she long remembered: "Lord, when thou takest
anything away from us, fill us the more with thyself."
XVIII.
ONE DAY.
"Education is the apprenticeship of life."--_Willmott._
Marjorie did not study astronomy by starlight, but she awoke very early
and tripped with bare feet over the carpet into Miss Prudence's chamber.
Deborah kindled the wood fire early in Miss Prudence's chamber that Prue
might have a warm room to dress in. It was rarely that Marjorie studied
in the morning, the morning hours were reserved for practicing and for
fun with Prue. She said if she had guessed how delightful it was to have
a little sister she should have been all her life mourning for one.
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