you and Agnes Bradley. That is sure and certain." "What has Mr. Bradley done wrong to grandfather?" "Naething; naething at all! He just does not like him." "I shall have to explain things to grandfather. He ought not to take dislikes to people without reason." "There's no one can explain things to your grandfather that he does not want to understand. I know naething o' John Bradley, except that he is a Methodist, and that kind o' people are held in scorn." "I think we can use up all our scorn on the Whigs, grandmother, and let the Methodists alone. Mr. Bradley is a Tory, and trusted and employed by the Government, and I am sure he preached a beautiful sermon last Sunday at Stamford." "Your grandfather said he would preach at Stamford." "He preached on the green outside the town. There were hundreds to listen to him. Agnes led the singing." "Maria Semple! You don't mean to tell me you were at a field preaching!" "It was a good preaching and----" "The man is a saddle-maker! I hae seen him working, day in and day out, in his leather apron." "St. Paul was a tent-maker; he made a boast of it, and as he was a sensible man, I have no doubt he wore an apron. He would not want to spoil his toga." _"Hush! Hush!_ You must not speak o' Saint Paul in that tempered and common way. The Apostles belong to the Kirk. Your father was brought up a good Presbyterian." "Dear grandmother, I am the strictest kind of Presbyterian. I really went to hear Agnes. If you had seen her standing by her father's side on that green hill and heard her sing: 'Israel, what hast thou to dread? Safe from all impending harms, Round thee, and beneath thee, spread, Are the everlasting arms.'You would have caught up the song as hundreds did do, till it spread to the horizon, and rose to the sky, and was singing and praying both. People were crying with joy, and they did not know it. "I would call her a dangerous kind o' girl. Has she any brothers or sisters?" "Her brother went to an English school at the beginning of the war. He was to finish his education at Oxford. Annie Gardiner--one of the schoolgirls--told me so. He was her sweetheart. She has no sisters." "Sweetheart?" "Just boy and girl sweethearting. Agnes