"I dare say it would be wiser; but where would I hear such grand words of promise--hear tell o' anything so far different fro' this dreary world, and this town above a' as in Revelations? Many's the time I've repeated the verses in the seventh chapter to myself, just for the sound. It's as good as an organ, and as different from every day, too. No, I cannot give up Revelations. It gives me more comfort than any other book i' the Bible."
"Let me come and read you some of my favourite chapters."
"Ay," said she greedily, "come. Father will maybe hear yo.' He's deaved wi' my talking; he says it's all nought to do with the things o' to-day, and that's his business."
"Where is your sister?"

'I dare say it would be wiser; but where would I hear such grand words of promise as in Revelations? Many's the time I've repeated the seventh chapter to myself, just for the sound. It's as good as an organ. It gives me more comfort than any other book i' the Bible.'
'Let me come and read you some of my favourite chapters.'
'Ay,' said she, greedily, 'come. Father will maybe hear yo'.'
