"What for?" she says.
"Well, for one thing," I says, "I been talkin' to one person so long I'm tired of it; and, for another thing, I want to find out what the idear o' the whole concern is."
So we walked up to one o' the most flourishin' beards and I braced him.
"Who owns this joint?" I says.
"All who have the faith," he says.
"What do they charge a man to join?" I ast him.
"Many's called and few chosen," he says.
"How long have you been here?" I ast him.
"Prove all things and hold fast to what's good," he says. "Why don't you get some of our books and study 'em?"
He led us over to where they had the books and I looked at some o' them. One was the Flyin' Roll, and another was the Livin' Roll o' Life, and another was the Rollin' Ball o' Fire.