n in general.

The moment people rose from their knees, a low buzz of conversation
began. Berry Joy seized on Georgie and Gertrude, and began to unfold the
sailing plan as they walked down the aisle. Mrs. Joy took possession of
Cousin Kate. Everybody seemed to have something to say to somebody.
Candace caught scraps of half-a-dozen different conversations before she
reached the door, and not one of them related in any way to the sermon
or to anything religious. She overheard one invitation to dinner,
another to drive, an inquiry about a dressmaker, a bit of gossip about a
new engagement, a request for a recipe for mayonnaise. She supposed it
must be the right thing to chatter thus, since all these
delightful-looking people did it; still it seemed to her country notions
rather queer.

The carriage was waiting in Spring Street, a little farther up the hill.
She did not like to get in till the others were ready, so she stepped
aside among the gravestones, and looked up to where the white, slender
spire of the old church towered against the blue. She was trying to make
out the Episcopal mitre surmounted by the gilded weather-vane, when Mrs.
Gray saw and beckoned to her.

She was still talking with Mrs. Joy, and that lady was saying, "I may
possibly not be able to go myself, but if I am prevented I will see that
the young folks have a proper matron. And then, my dear, there's Captain
Davis, you know. I never let Berry sail with any one else. He's so safe
and so careful, and the weather promises to be perfect."

"It certainly is perfect to-day," said Mrs. Gray. "Candace dear, I want
to introduce you to Mrs. Joy. My cousin, Miss Arden, Mrs. Joy; or rather
my niece, for her mother was like my own sister. She has come to spend
the summer with me. Cannie, Mrs. Joy is the mother of the young lady who
came down with you in the 'Eolus.'"

"Ah, indeed, the girls did not tell me about that," said Mrs. Joy.
"Well, my dear,"--Mrs. Joy would have said "my dear" to Queen Victoria
or the Empress of China, if she had ever had the chance of an interview
with those potentates,--"you've come to a charming place and to charming
relatives, I'm sure, and you can't fail to enjoy your summer. You must
come with your cousins to-morrow to this sailing-party which my young
folks are getting up. They'll be delighted, I'm sure."

"Thank you," said Candace, timidly, glancing at Mrs. Gray.

"That will be very nice," said her cousin. "Cannie has not