I am sure he would be
delighted with it, and it is only two miles from Mr. Pilgrim's."
"I'm afraid you can never feel this like home," said Jenny.
"Miles wanted me to know his family, and thought I should be useful
to his mother," said Anne; "but she does not want anything I could
do for her. If she has Raymond, she seems to need nobody else."
"And have you nothing to do?"
"I have letters to write to Miles and to them all at home; and I am
making a whole set of shirts and stockings for papa and the boys--it
will spare mamma and Jeanie, and I have plenty of time."
"Too much, I am afraid! But Herbert said you were very useful at
the Work Society at Wil'sbro'."
"Not now."
"Indeed!"
"No," in the old cold dry tone. But while Jenny was doubting
whether to inquire further, innate sympathy conquered, and Anne
added, "I wonder whether I did wrong!"
"As how?" asked Joanna, kindly.
"They said"--she lowered her voice--"I must never speak on religious
subjects."
"How do you mean? What had you done?"
"One day I found a woman crying because her husband had gone away to
seek work, so I told her my husband was further away and repeated
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