"But that is impossible, Jerrie."
"Why! Who says so?" she questioned, fixing her wondering eyes on his.
"God," he answered solemnly.
"Does he know all about it?"
"Yes."
"Has it got to be so, then?" she asked, awed.
"Yes."
"Well, what is the rest, then?"
"Sit down and I'll tell you."
"I'd rather stand, please. I never like to sit down."