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It was Celeste’s idea. She had never thought of him at all in that way before. A curious silence ensued. 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. Ah! I have it," he added, after a moment's deliberation; "he's there, I'll be sworn. “I know nothing about your wife. Her face scarcely reflected his enthusiasm. She loved the market, the horses trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or a ducat. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom he had just left. ” Anna disappeared, but Ennison did not trouble either the cigarettes or the magazines. I told you that at the outset. He knew.
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