I 'll ask your Aunt Judith . '' `` Oh , Aunt Judith wo n't let me go , '' said Lionel Hezekiah despondingly . `` Aunt Judith does n't believe there is any God or any bad place . Teddy Markham says she does n't . He says she 's an awful wicked woman 'cause she never goes to church . So you must be wicked too , Aunt Salome , 'cause you never go . Why do n't you ? '' `` Your -- your Aunt Judith wo n't let me go , '' faltered Salome , more perplexed than she had ever been before in her life . `` Well , it does n't seem to me that you have much fun on Sundays , '' remarked Lionel Hezekiah ponderingly . `` I 'd have more if I was you . But I s ` pose you ca n't 'cause you 're ladies . I 'm glad I 'm a man . Look at Abel Blair , what splendid times he has on Sundays . He never goes to church , but he goes fishing , and has cock-fights , and gets drunk . When I grow up , I 'm going to do that on Sundays too , since I wo n't be going to church . I do n't want to go to church , but I 'd like to go to Sunday school . '' Salome listened in agony . Every word of Lionel Hezekiah 's stung her conscience unbearably . So this was the result of her weak yielding to Judith ; this innocent child looked upon her as a wicked woman , and , worse still , regarded old , depraved Abel Blair as a model to be imitated . Oh !
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