How could SHE , the beautiful and vivid , have died ? The idea of a second marriage had never presented itself seriously to John Meredith . He had loved his wife so deeply that he believed he could never care for any woman again . He had a vague idea that before very long Faith would be old enough to take her mother 's place . Until then , he must do the best he could alone . He sighed and went to his room , where the bed was still unmade . Aunt Martha had forgotten it , and Mary had not dared to make it because Aunt Martha had forbidden her to meddle with anything in the minister 's room . But Mr. Meredith did not notice that it was unmade . His last thoughts were of St. Augustine . CHAPTER X . THE MANSE GIRLS CLEAN HOUSE `` Ugh , '' said Faith , sitting up in bed with a shiver . `` It 's raining . I do hate a rainy Sunday . Sunday is dull enough even when it 's fine . '' `` We ought n't to find Sunday dull , '' said Una sleepily , trying to pull her drowsy wits together with an uneasy conviction that they had overslept . `` But we DO , you know , '' said Faith candidly . `` Mary Vance says most Sundays are so dull she could hang herself . '' `` We ought to like Sunday better than Mary Vance , '' said Una remorsefully . `` We 're the minister 's children . '' `` I wish we were a blacksmith 's children , '' protested Faith angrily , hunting for her stockings .
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