“I certainly do, Bobby.”
“Well, listen. You believe in God, don’t you?”
Compton looked irresolute.
“Say, don’t you?”
“Well, suppose that I do.”
“All right. Now God is the creator of all things. He can make things out of nothing. Can’t He?”
“Go on, Bobby.”
“Now, if He can create out of nothing, He can make a thing nothing again if He wants to.”
“That is,” suggested Compton, “He can annihilate.”
“Say,” cried Bobby, highly gratified, “where did you get that word? It’s the one our priest used, but I couldn’t think of it. It’s easy to teach you. Now look—stand still here.”