Even Felix and I , who had seen such shows galore , were interested , and the rest were quite wild . There had never been such a thing in Carlisle before . We were all going , Peter included . Peter went everywhere with us now . He was a regular attendant at church and Sunday School , where his behaviour was as irreproachable as if he had been `` raised '' in the caste of Vere de Vere . It was feather in the Story Girl 's cap , for she took all the credit of having started Peter on the right road . Felicity was resigned , although the fatal patch on Peter 's best trousers was still an eyesore to her . She declared she never got any good of the singing , because Peter stood up then and every one could see the patch . Mrs. James Clark , whose pew was behind ours , never took her eye off it -- or so Felicity averred . But Peter 's stockings were always darned . Aunt Olivia had seen to that , ever since she heard of Peter 's singular device regarding them on his first Sunday . She had also given Peter a Bible , of which he was so proud that he hated to use it lest he should soil it . `` I think I 'll wrap it up and keep it in my box , '' he said . `` I 've an old Bible of Aunt Jane 's at home that I can use . I s ` pose it 's just the same , even if it is old , is n't it ? '' `` Oh , yes , '' Cecily had assured him . `` The Bible is always the same . '' `` I thought maybe they 'd got some new improvements on it since Aunt Jane 's day , '' said Peter , relieved . `` Sara Ray is coming along the lane , and she 's crying , '' announced Dan , who was peering out of a knot-hole on the opposite side of the loft . `` Sara Ray is crying half her time , '' said Cecily impatiently .
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