`` Uncle Roger says he never had a boy he could depend on like Peter , '' I said . `` It 's too late to be saying all these nice things about him now , '' said the Story Girl . `` He wo n't ever know how much we thought of him . It 's too late . '' `` If he gets better I 'll tell him , '' said Cecily resolutely . `` I wish I had n't boxed his ears that day he tried to kiss me , '' went on Felicity , who was evidently raking her conscience for past offences in regard to Peter . `` Of course I could n't be expected to let a hir -- to let a boy kiss me . But I need n't have been so cross about it . I might have been more dignified . And I told him I just hated him . That was n't true , but I s ` pose he 'll die thinking it is . Oh , dear me , what makes people say things they 've got to be so sorry for afterwards ? '' `` I suppose if Peter d-d-dies he 'll go to heaven anyhow , '' sobbed Cecily . `` He 's been real good all this summer , but he is n't a church member . '' `` He 's a Presbyterian , you know , '' said Felicity reassuringly . Her tone expressed her conviction that that would carry Peter through if anything would . `` We 're none of us church members . But of course Peter could n't be sent to the bad place . That would be ridiculous . What would they do with him there , when he 's so good and polite and honest and kind ? ''
`` Oh , I think he 'll be all right , too , '' sighed Cecily , `` but you know he never did go XXXXX church and Sunday School before this summer . ''
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