Mr. Hale blew his nose, and got up to snuff the candles in order to conceal his emotion. "He's not an infidel, Margaret; how could you say so?" muttered he reproachfully. "I've a good mind to read him the fourteenth chapter of Job."

Mr. Hale blew his nose, and got up to snuff the candles. 'He's not an infidel, Margaret; how could you say so?' he muttered. 'I've a good mind to read him the fourteenth chapter of Job.'
