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things are bravely and humbly met, there will be charity and forgiveness."'
`There won't,' said Noel, `Daddy's a saint, and he doesn't see.'
`Yes, he is a saint. But one must think for oneself-one simply must. I can't believe as he does, any more; can you, Nollie ?'
`I don't know. When I was going through it, I prayed; but I don't know whether I really believed. I don't think I mind much about that, one way or the other.'
`I mind terribly,' said Uratian, `I want the truth.'
`I don't know what I want,' said Noel slowly, `except that sometimes I want-life; awfully.'
And the two sisters were silent, looking at each other with a sort of wonder.

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