"You are sure that you have been told about God?"
"Yes, sure."
"Who has taught you?"
"My lady and granny—not grand-daddy."
"You say your prayers to Him?"
"Yes, I always."
"Sure?"
"Yes, sure."
Carlton stood with heaving chest. He was spared something at last; his cup was not to overflow after all. And, as he stood, the grass whispered, and the rain came down.
Again Georgie was caught up, to be set down next instant in the shed; but this time he was really offended.