Thursday, March 7, 2013
Tonight's tie is the elder cousin of yesterday's offering, its stripes being navy and cardinal red. The families filed into the pews and took their customary seats before Sacrament Sunday services began. Charity cast her eyes modestly downward and folded her hands to keep them still. In front of her, bonnet crisp and fresh, sat Constance Porter, recently arrived from Boston. Already tongues were wagging in the village about her, but here she was, in church, and in the governor's pew! Charity stole a look as Goody Porter pulled her shawl more tightly around her. What! It could not be! Unless her eyes had deceived her, Charity had seen--and she was certain that she had--a scarlet bodice and laces underneath the shawl! If the Reverend saw this from his high pulpit, Constance Porter would be in the stocks, and the governor under suspicion, too.
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