"Which next?"
She pointed to Elijah.
"Now—I don't care for that feller himself," he said, "but I like the pretty lady. Best of all, though, I think, is the horses and the chariot going right up into the sky. Just think of it!" he exclaimed; "just think of going way up into the sky! I think I shall do it myself! Did he really go up that way with those fat horses?"
"No, I think not."
"Then it's a fairy story."
"No, it's a Bible story."
"What's the difference?"
"Bible stories are true stories and fairy tales are made-up stories."
"But you just said this man didn't go up to Heaven with a span of horses."