`` Ca n't we spread out and make her think the pew is full ? '' But the manoeuvre was too late . The only result was that Felicity and the Story Girl in moving over left a vacant space between them and Peg promptly plumped down in it . `` Well , I 'm here , '' she remarked aloud . `` I did say once I 'd never darken the door of Carlisle church again , but what that boy there '' -- nodding at Peter -- `` said last winter set me thinking , and I concluded maybe I 'd better come once in a while , to be on the safe side . '' Those poor girls were in an agony . Everybody in the church was looking at our pew and smiling . We all felt that we were terribly disgraced ; but we could do nothing . Peg was enjoying herself hugely , beyond all doubt . From where she sat she could see the whole church , including pulpit and gallery , and her black eyes darted over it with restless glances . `` Bless me , there 's Sam Kinnaird , '' she exclaimed , still aloud . `` He 's the man that dunned Jacob Marr for four cents on the church steps one Sunday . I heard him . ' I think , Jacob , you owe me four cents on that cow you bought last fall . Rec ` llect you could n't make the change ? ' Well , you know , ` twould a-made a cat laugh . The Kinnairds were all mighty close , I can tell you . That 's how they got rich . '' What Sam Kinnaird felt or thought during this speech , which everyone in the church must have heard , I know not . Gossip had it that he changed colour .
We wretched occupants of the King pew were concerned only XXXXX our own outraged feelings .
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