"Is that you?"
"No, my poor boy; not me, but the great Being, called God, who lives in the sky. You must beg all you want of Him."
"I don't know Him."
"No; but you will learn to know Him when you have listened to me and prayed to Him."
"I don't know praying; I know begging."
"Well, then, when you have begged Him—"
"What am I to say?"
"First, you must say, "Our Father—'"
"Father's dead," interrupted the boy;
"Ah, but I do not mean that father," answered Theodore; "and how do you know even that that father is dead?"