'So we cannot go,' said Helen.
'And pray why not, my sapient sister?' said Elizabeth; 'what
objection has your high mightiness?'
'My dear Lizzie,' said Helen, 'I wish you had heard all that I have
heard, at Dykelands, about Mechanics' Institutes.'
'My dear Helen,' said Elizabeth, 'I wish you would learn that
Dykelands is no Delphos to me.'
'Nay, but my dearest sister,' exclaimed Helen, clasping her hands,
'do but listen to me; I am sure that harm will come of your going.'
'Well, ope your lips, Sir Oracle,' said Elizabeth impatiently, 'no
dog shall bark, only make haste about it, or we shall be too late.'
'Do you not know, Lizzie,' said Helen, 'that Socialists often hold
forth in Mechanics' Institutes?'
'The abuse of a thing does not cancel its use,' said Elizabeth, 'and
I do not suppose that Mr. Mills preaches Socialism.'
'Captain Atherley says,' persisted Helen, 'that all sorts of people
ought not to mix themselves up together on equal terms.'
'Oh! then he never goes to church,' retorted Elizabeth.
'No, no, that was only my foolish way of expressing myself,' said
Helen; 'I meant that he says that it is wrong for Church people to
put themselves on a level with Dissenters, or Infidels, or
Socialists, for aught they know to the contrary.
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