said poor Felicity in real distress . `` We went to school barefooted all June , '' argued that wicked Story Girl . `` What is the difference between going to the schoolhouse barefooted in the daytime and going in the evening ? '' `` Oh , there 's EVERY difference . I ca n't just explain it -- but every one KNOWS there is a difference . You know it yourself . Oh , PLEASE , do n't do such a thing , Sara . '' `` Well , I wo n't , just to oblige you , '' said the Story Girl , who would have died the death before she would have gone to a `` public meeting '' barefooted . We were all rather excited over the magic lantern show which an itinerant lecturer was to give in the schoolhouse that evening . 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 XXXXX use it lest he should soil it .
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