“C. S.,” said Miss Tibbutt presently, entering into the spirit of the game.
“Sure there isn’t a T?” asked Trix.
“No,” said Miss Tibbutt peering closer, “I mean there isn’t one.”
“Well then, it can’t be Catholic Truth Society. My imagination has given out. I can only think of Christian Science. I don’t think it’s quite right of you, Tibby dear.”
Miss Tibbutt blinked good-humouredly.
“Aren’t they the people who think that the Bible dropped down straight from heaven in a shiny black cover with S. P. G. printed on it?” she asked.
Trix shook her head.
“No,” she declared solemnly, “they’re Bible Christians. The Christian Science people are the ones who think we haven’t got any bodies.”
“No bodies!” ejaculated Miss Tibbutt.
“Well,” said Trix, “anyhow they think bodies are a false—false something or other.”