But I wo n't see you . You 'll shrink when you 've had time to think it over . '' `` I sha 'n' t , '' said Cecily resolutely . `` Well , we 'll see . And now come out to the barn with me . I 've got the prettiest little drove of calves out there you ever saw . I want you to see them . '' Mr. Campbell took us all over his barns and was very affable . He had beautiful horses , cows and sheep , and I enjoyed seeing them . I do n't think Cecily did , however . She was very quiet and even Mr. Campbell 's handsome new span of dappled grays failed to arouse any enthusiasm in her . She was already in bitter anticipation living over the martyrdom of the morrow . On the way home she asked me seriously if I thought Mr. Campbell would go to heaven when he died . `` Of course he will , '' I said . `` Is n't he a member of the church ? '' `` Oh , yes , but I ca n't imagine him fitting into heaven . You know he is n't really fond of anything but live stock . '' `` He 's fond of teasing people , I guess , '' I responded . `` Are you really going to church to-morrow in that dress , Sis ? '' `` If mother 'll let me I 'll have to , '' said poor Cecily .
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