'It is very beautiful,' said Mary.

'May be so; but the sentiment is destroyed by its having been six
months in the Royal Academy, number 16,136, and by seeing it down
among the excursions in the Northwold Guide.'

'Louis, my dear, you should not be satirical on this,' said Mrs.
Frost.

'I never meant it,' said Louis, 'but I never could love that
monument. It used to oppress me with a sense of having a white
marble mother! And, seriously, it fills up the chancel as if it were
its show-room, according to our family tradition that the church is
dedicated to the Fitzjocelyns. Living or dead, we have taken it all
to ourselves.'

'It was a very fair, respectable congregation,' said his aunt.

'Exactly so. That is my complaint. Everything belonging to his
lordship is respectable--except his son.'

'Take care, Louis; here is Mary looking as if she would take you at
your word.'

'Pray, Mary, do they let no one who is not respectable go to church
in Peru?'

'I do not think you would change your congregation for the wretched
crowds of brown beggars,' said Mary.