” The shock of their intellectual attitude was over, usage robbed it of the first quaint effect of deliberate unreason. I don’t want to Bowdlerize Shakespeare. “He fancied that he did,” she corrected him coolly. " "Rot! Mac, what do you suppose the natives used to call her? The Dawn Pearl!" McClintock wagged his Scotch head negatively. " "Are you ready?" said Trenchard, striding towards the door. “I was really interested in his stuff. " "That's right," replied Wild, with a ghastly smile. 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.
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