A. It is I alone that have deformed myself, and abused his goodness.
Wife. Pray makee God know me, me no makee him angry, no do bad ting.
A. You mean, my dear, that you desire I would teach you to know God: alas! poor dear creature, he must teach thee, and not I. But I'll pray earnestly to him to direct thee, and to forgive me, a miserable sinner. (Hereupon he went a little distance, and kneeling down, prayed earnestly to God to enlighten her mind, and to pardon his sins; when this was done, they continued their discourse thus.)
Wife. What you put down knee for? For what hold up hand? Who you speak to?
A. My dear, I bowed in token of submission to him that made me, and prayed that he would open your eyes and understanding.
Wife. And can he do that too? And will he hear what you say?
A. Yes, my dear, he bids us pray, and has given us promise that he will hear us.
Wife. When did he bid you pray? What I do you hear him speak?
A. No, my dear, but God has spoken formerly to good men from heaven; and by divine revelation they have written all his laws down in a book.