"Every single time."
"That's nice," said Tode, heartily. Whereat the gray eyes opposite looked wonderingly at him. "I like that. Now, what do they say?"
"Oh they just pray a little simple word—just to say thank you to the Lord, you know."
"And do you want me to do it?"
"Well, I think it would be nice and proper like, if you felt like it."
Reverently Tode closed his eyes, and reverently and simply did he offer his thanksgiving.
"O Lord, we thank you for this bread and butter and tea."
Then he commenced at once on the subject of his thoughts. Conversation addressed to Winny.
"Do you go to school?"
"Yes."