than ours," said Miss Cornelia solemnly. "But I ain't
going to associate with them on earth whatever I may
have to do in heaven. THIS Methodist minister isn't
married. The last one they had was, and his wife was
the silliest, flightiest little thing I ever saw. I
told her husband once that he should have waited till
she was grown up before he married her. He said he
wanted to have the training of her. Wasn't that like a
man?"

"It's rather hard to decide just when people ARE grown
up," laughed Anne.

"That's a true word, dearie. Some are grown up when
they're born, and others ain't grown up when they're
eighty, believe ME. That same Mrs. Roderick I was
speaking of never grew up. She was as foolish when she
was a hundred as when she was ten."

"Perhaps that was why she lived so long," suggested
Anne.

"Maybe 'twas. _I_'d rather live fifty sensible years
than a hundred foolish ones."

"But just think what a dull world it would be if
everyone was sensible," pleaded Anne.

Miss Cornelia disdained any skirmish of flippant
epigram.