"I don't know that it is necessary to read any good books but the
good book," I said.

"There, grannie!" exclaimed Miss Gladwyn, triumphantly. "I'm so glad
I've got Mr Walton on my side!"

"Mr Walton is not so old as I am, my dear, and has much to learn
yet."

I could not help feeling a little annoyed, (which was very foolish,
I know,) and saying to myself, "If it's to make me like you, I had
rather not learn any more;" but I said nothing aloud, of course.

"Have you got a headache to-day, grannie?"

"No, Pet. Be quiet. I wish to ask Mr Walton WHY he wears the
surplice."

"Simply," I replied, "because I was told the people had been
accustomed to it under my predecessor."

"But that can be no good reason for doing what is not right--that
people have been accustomed to it."

"But I don't allow that it's not right. I think it is a matter of no
consequence whatever. If I find that the people don't like it, I
will give it up with pleasure."

"You ought to have principles of your own, Mr Walton."