Peter stopped and glared at him over the edge of the Pulpit Stone . `` You have n't any business to call out a thing like that right in the middle of a sermon , '' he said . `` They do it in the Methodist church at Markdale , '' protested Felix , somewhat abashed . `` I heard them . '' `` I know they do . That 's the Methodist way and it is all right for them . I have n't a word to say against Methodists . My Aunt Jane was one , and I might have been one myself if I had n't been so scared of the Judgment Day . But you ai n't a Methodist . You 're a Presbyterian , ai n't you ? '' `` Yes , of course . I was born that way . '' `` Very well then , you 've got to do things the Presbyterian way . Do n't let me hear any more of your amens or I 'll amen you . '' `` Oh , do n't anybody interrupt again , '' implored the Story Girl . `` It is n't fair . How can any one preach a good sermon if he is always being interrupted ? Nobody interrupted Beverley . '' `` Bev did n't get up there and pitch into us like that , '' muttered Dan . `` You must n't fight , '' resumed Peter undauntedly .
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