"
"Surely," said Cecil, "there is no connection between piety and
cutting out."
"I don't know," said Anne; "but it does not seem to me to be right
to go on with a work where my Master's Name is forbidden."
"Religion ought never to be obtruded," said Cecil.
"The Word ought to flavour everything, in season or out of season,"
said Anne, thoughtfully.
"Oh! that's impossible. It's your narrow view. If you thrust
preaching into everything, we can never work together."
"Oh, then," said Anne, quickly, "I must give it up!" And she turned
away with a rapid step, to carry her texts back to her room.
"Anne!" called Cecil, "I did not mean _that_!"
Anne paused for a moment, looked over the baluster, and repeated
firmly, "No, Cecil; it would be denying Christ to work where His
Name is forbidden."
Perhaps there was something in the elevation and the carved rail
that gave the idea of a pulpit, for Cecil felt as if she was being
preached at, and turned her back, indignant and vexed at what she
had by no means intended to incur--the loss of such a useful
assistant as she found in Anne.
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