`` Is n't she one still ? '' asked Felicity pertly . `` Well , I do n't know exactly . She 's dead , '' said Peter rebukingly . `` Do people go on being just the same after they 're dead ? '' `` No , of course not . They 're angels then -- not Methodists or anything , but just angels . That is , if they go to heaven . '' `` S'posen they went to the other place ? '' But Felicity 's theology broke down at this point . She turned her back on Peter and walked disdainfully away . The Story Girl returned to the main point with a new argument . `` We have such a lovely minister , Peter . He looks just like the picture of St. John my father sent me , only he is old and his hair is white . I know you 'd like him . And even if you are going to be a Methodist it wo n't hurt you to go to the Presbyterian church . The nearest Methodist church is six miles away , at Markdale , and you ca n't attend there just now . Go to the Presbyterian church until you 're old enough to have a horse . '' `` But s ` posen I got too fond of being Presbyterian and could n't change if I wanted to ? '' objected Peter .
Altogether , the Story Girl had a hard time of it ; but she persevered ; and one day she came to us with the announcement that XXXXX had yielded .
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