Mary Isabel had regretfully acquiesced at the time , but now she had made up her mind to go to church and she meant to begin with the induction service . Louisa stared at her sister incredulously . `` Have you taken complete leave of your senses , Mary Isabel ? '' `` No . I 've just come to them , '' retorted Mary Isabel recklessly , gripping a chair-back desperately so that Louisa should not see how she was trembling . `` It is all foolishness to keep away from church just because of an old grudge . I 'm tired of staying home Sundays or driving fifteen miles to Marwood to hear poor old Mr. Grattan . Everybody says Mr. Anderson is a splendid young man and an excellent preacher , and I 'm going to attend his services regularly . '' Louisa had taken Mary Isabel 's first defiance in icy disdain . Now she lost her temper and raged . The storm of angry words beat on Mary Isabel like hail , but she fronted it staunchly . She seemed to hear Tom 's voice saying , `` Live your own life , Mary Isabel ; do n't let Louisa live it for you , '' and she meant to obey him . `` If you go to that man 's induction I 'll never forgive you , '' Louisa concluded . Mary Isabel said nothing . She just primmed up her lips very determinedly , picked up the silk dress , and carried it to her room . The next day was fine and warm . Louisa said no word all the morning . She worked fiercely and slammed things around noisily . After dinner Mary Isabel went to her room and came down presently , fine and dainty in her grey silk , with the forget-me-not hat resting on the soft loose waves of her hair . Louisa was blacking the kitchen stove .
She shot one angry glance XXXXX Mary Isabel , then gave a short , contemptuous laugh , the laugh of an angry woman who finds herself robbed of all weapons except ridicule .
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