Unleavened Bread by Robert Grant
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composed should be represented on the committees, and Selma seemed to
her the most obviously available person from the class to which the Babcocks belonged. "I want you to help us," she said. "I think you have ideas. We need a woman with sense and ideas on our committee to build the new church." Selma was not used to easy grace and sprightly spontaneity. It affected her at first much as the touch of man; but just as in that instance the experience was agreeable. Life was too serious a thing in her regard to lend itself casually to lightness, and yet she felt instinctively attracted by this lack of self-consciousness and self-restraint. Besides here was an opportunity such as she had been yearning for. She had met Mrs. Taylor before, and knew her to be the presiding genius of the congregation; and it was evident that Mrs. Taylor had discovered her value. "Thank you," she said, gravely, but cordially. "That is what I should like. I wish to be of use. I shall be pleased to serve on the committee." "It will be interesting, I think. I have never helped build anything before. Perhaps you have?" "No," said Selma slowly. Her tone conveyed the impression that, though her abilities had never been put to that precise test, the employment seemed easily within her capacity. "Ah! I am sure you will be suggestive" said Mrs. Taylor. "I am right anxious that it shall be a credit in an architectural way, you know." |
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