“I’ve got it. And the woman who showed this room was tall, with an understanding eye and the quiet manner of the well-trained servant. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. A fierce struggle ensued. ‘Don’t concern yourself. "Not my king's," returned Wood. “If you think it worth while,” she answered doubtfully. It is I who am persecuted by the man who calls himself your husband. I suppose my creed is, ‘I believe rather indistinctly in God the Father Almighty, substratum of the evolutionary process, and, in a vein of vague sentimentality that doesn’t give a datum for anything at all, in Jesus Christ, His Son. ” She turned a firelit face to her husband. He must preserve it, however, as they preserved the Ark of the Covenant.
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