She 's quite capable of feeding 'em to her cat . '' Mary 's tongue being temporarily tired , a brief silence fell over the graveyard . The manse children did not feel like talking . They were digesting the new and not altogether palatable ideas Mary had suggested to them . Jerry and Carl were somewhat startled . But , after all , what did it matter ? And it was n't likely there was a word of truth in it . Faith , on the whole , was pleased . Only Una was seriously upset . She felt that she would like to get away and cry . `` Will there be any stars in my crown ? '' sang the Methodist choir , beginning to practise in the Methodist church . '' I want just three , '' said Mary , whose theological knowledge had increased notably since her residence with Mrs. Elliott . `` Just three -- setting up on my head , like a corownet , a big one in the middle and a small one each side . '' `` Are there different sizes in souls ? '' asked Carl . `` Of course . Why , little babies must have smaller ones than big men . Well , it 's getting dark and I must scoot home . Mrs. Elliott does n't like me to be out after dark .
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