"I thought one answer might serve for both," said Matilda.
"I am afraid it would not. For in my Sunday-School I teach the Catechism."
"Don"t the Catechism tell about Jesus?"
"Some things,--of course."
"Our lessons tell all things about Him," said Matilda; "and that is what I learn."
"Do you learn about yourself?"
"What about myself?"
"How you ought to behave, and how you ought not to behave."
"Why, I think learning about Jesus teaches one _that_," said Matilda.
"I think there is nothing so good as coming home to learn about home,"
said Clarissa.
The talk did not run in a way to please Matilda, and she was silent.
Presently they were called down to tea. Everybody suffering from a fit of taciturnity.
"Maria, sit up straight," said Mrs. Candy.
"I always sit so," was the answer.
"_So_, is not very graceful. Matilda does not sit so."
"Matilda was always straight; it"s her way," said Maria.
"Well, make it your way too. Come! straighten up. What shoulders! One would think you were a boy playing at leap-frog."
"I don"t know what "leap-frog" is," said Maria, colouring; "and I don"t think anybody would think I was anything but a girl anyhow. I get tired sitting up straight."
"When?" asked Clarissa.
Matilda"s head was quite indescribable in the turn it gave at this moment. Her supper was done; she was leaving the table.
"You are not going into your mother"s room?" said her aunt, catching her hand as she pa.s.sed.
"You said you wished I would not."
"Yes, my dear, I am going up there immediately. Don"t go out either, Matilda."
"I am going to church, Aunt Candy."
"I think not. Not to-night. I do not approve of so much church-going for little girls. You can study your lesson, you know, for next Sunday.
I do not want to have anybody else sick on my hands till your mother is well."
Matilda"s face expressed none of her disappointment; her head was even carried a little higher than usual as she left the room. But outside the door her steps flagged; and she went slowly up the stairs, asking herself if she was bound to mind what her aunt said. She was not clear about it. In the abstract, Matilda was well enough disposed to obey all lawful authority; just now a spirit of opposition had risen. Was this lawful authority? Mrs. Englefield was sick, to be sure; but did that give Mrs. Candy any right to interfere with what was known to be Mrs.
Englefield"s will when she was not sick? Matilda thought not. Then, on the other hand, she did not wish to do anything to displease her aunt, who had always been kind to her; she did not wish to change the relations between them. Slowly Matilda mounted stair after stair till she got to her room. There she stood by the window a moment, thinking and sorrowing; for if she did not wish to anger her aunt, neither did she wish to lose her evening in church, her sight of Mr. Richmond, and his sermon. And just then, the clear, sweet sound of the church bell came, with its first note, to tell that the service would begin in a quarter of an hour. It sounded like a friend"s voice calling her. Her Aunt Candy"s church bell joined in, and Mr. Everett"s church, and Mr.
Schonflocker"s church; but that one which Mr. Ulshoeffer rang was the loudest of all to Matilda"s ear. She could hardly stand it. Then Maria burst in.
"What are you going to do?" said Matilda.
"Do? Why, I am going to church, of course; and in a hurry."
"And Anne and Letty?"
"Certainly; and Issa too."
Matilda said no more, but hastily made herself ready, and went down with the rest.
CHAPTER IX.
Anne and Let.i.tia were to leave home in the afternoon of Monday; and Maria and Matilda went to school that morning as usual. But when the noon hour came, Matilda called her sister into a corner of the emptied schoolroom, and sat down with a face of business.
"What is the matter?" said Maria. "We must go home to dinner."
"I should like to speak to you here first."
"About what? Say it and be quick; for I am ever so hungry. Aunt Candy cut my breakfast short this morning."
"I wanted to say to you that we had better take home our books."
"What for?" said Maria, with opening eyes.
"Because, Maria, mamma was talking to me last night about it. You know there will be no one at home now, after to-day, but you and me."
"Aunt Erminia and Clarissa?"
"n.o.body to do anything, I mean."
"Can"t they do anything? I don"t know what you are talking of, Matilda; but I know I want my dinner."
"Who do you think will get dinner to-morrow?"
"Well--mother"s sick of course; and Anne and Letty are going. I should think Aunt Candy might."
"No, she won"t."
"How do you know?"