At the least, the tales had the ability to make her forget where she was; which was something in their favour. ‘Of course I see that,’ she said impatiently. " "Keep it," said Trenchard, haughtily. I wanted to, that day in the Zoo. \"Sure. “Thank God,” he exclaimed. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. “And as for praying for faith—this sort of monologue is about as near as any one of my sort ever gets to prayer. Then she looked up the sweep of pine-trees to the towering sunlit cliffs and the high heaven above and then back to his face.
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