Tozer was silent now for a few minutes, and then asked her, abruptly,
"What's your opinion about the Jews?"
"The Jews?" exclaimed Ethel, looking at him in some surprise, and thinking that her companion must be a little insane to carry on such an extraordinary conversation with such very abrupt changes—"the Jews?"
"Yes, the Jews."
"Oh, I don't like them at all."
"But they're the chosen people."
"I can't help that. I don't like them. But then, you know, I never really saw much of them."
"I refer to their future prospects," said Tozer—"to prophecy. I should like to ask you how you regard them in that light. Do you believe in a spiritual or a temporal Zion?"
"Spiritual Zion? Temporal Zion?"
"Yes, 'm."