Now , I do go regularly to church at home . But Aunt Martha and Mrs. Saxby are both such rigid church people that they would not darken the doors of the Methodist church at Plover Sands for any consideration . Needless to say , I am not allowed to go either . But it was impossible to make this long explanation , so I merely replied : `` Not here . '' `` Will you not go tomorrow morning ? '' `` Aunt will not let me . '' `` Coax her . '' `` Coaxing never has any effect on her . '' `` Would she relent if Mrs. Allardyce were to call for you ? '' Now , I have been cautiously sounding Aunt about Mrs. Allardyce , and I have discovered that she disapproves of her . So I said : `` It would be useless . I will ask Aunt if I may go , but I feel almost sure that she will not consent . '' This evening , when Aunt was in an unusually genial mood , I plucked up heart of grace and asked her . `` Marguer_ite , '' she said impressively , `` you know that I do not attend church here . '' `` But , Aunt , '' I persisted , quakingly , `` could n't I go alone ? It is not very far -- and I will be very careful . '' Aunt merely gave me a look that said about forty distinct and separate things , and I was turning away in despair when Mrs. Saxby -- bless her heart -- said : `` I really think it would be no harm to let the child go . '' As Aunt attaches great importance to Mrs. Saxby 's opinion , she looked at me relentingly and said : `` Well , I will think it over and let you know in the morning , Marguer_ite . '' Now , everything depends on the sort of humour Aunt is in in the morning . July Twentieth .
This morning was perfect , and after breakfast Aunt said , condescendingly : `` I think you may attend church XXXXX you wish , Marguer_ite .
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