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XIV. A Danger Averted
“Well,Ithoughtitwastoogoodtobetrue,”hesaidatlast,withasighofdisappointedconviction.“Andbesides,Ididn’tseewhenHe’dfindtimetomakejamifit’soneendlessSabbathday,asthehymnsays.Idon’tbelieveIwanttogotoheaven.Won’tthereeverbeanySaturdaysinheaven,Anne?”
“Yes,Saturdays,andeveryotherkindofbeautifuldays.Andeverydayinheavenwillbemorebeautifulthantheonebeforeit,Davy,”assuredAnne,whowasrathergladthatMarillawasnotbytobeshocked.Marilla,itisneedlesstosay,wasbringingthetwinsupinthegoodoldwaysoftheologyanddiscouragedallfancifulspeculationsthereupon.DavyandDoraweretaughtahymn,acatechismquestion,andtwoBibleverseseverySunday.Doralearnedmeeklyandrecitedlikealittlemachine,withperhapsasmuchunderstandingorinterestasifshewereone.Davy,onthecontrary,hadalivelycuriosity,andfrequentlyaskedquestionswhichmadeMarillatrembleforhisfate.
“ChesterSloanesayswe’lldonothingallthetimeinheavenbutwalkaroundinwhitedressesandplayonharps;andhesayshehopeshewon’thavetogotillhe’sanoldman,‘causemaybehe’lllikeitbetterthen.AndhethinksitwillbehorridtoweardressesandIthinksotoo.Whycan’tmenangelsweartrousers,Anne?ChesterSloaneisinterestedinthosethings,‘causethey’regoingtomakeaministerofhim.He’sgottobeaminister‘causehisgrandmotherleftthemoneytosendhimtocollegeandhecan’thaveitunlessheisaminister.
