'What does it mean?'
His heart thumped. To her he had addressed that legend, not knowing what she was.
'I do not know that you are fit to hear.'
Her just indignation refrained from him, and his heart smote him.
'Ah! I should not judge. Hear then!' and he read.
For an instant her face fell, troubled, and she moved restlessly.
'And who are They? Who is the Father?'
'God the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth.'
'He did not make me.'
'But He did.'