... Restore Thou those who are
penitent, according to Thy promises.... And grant, Oh most merciful
Father, that we may hereafter live a godly, righteous and sober life."
After a time Lily learned something that helped her. The soul was
greater and stronger than the body and than the mind. The body
failed. It sinned, but that did not touch the unassailable purity
and simplicity of the soul. The soul, which lived on, was always
clean. For that reason there was no hell.
Lily rose and buttoned her coat. Grace was fastening her sables,
and making a delayed decision in satins.
"Mother, I've been thinking it over. I am going to see Aunt Elinor."
Grace waited until the saleswoman had moved away.
"I don't like it, Lily."
"I was thinking, while we were ordering all that stuff. She is a
Cardew, mother. She ought to be having that sort of thing. And
just because grandfather hates her husband, she hasn't anything."
"That is rather silly, dear. They are not in want. I believe he is
quite flourishing."
"She is father's sister. And she is a good woman. We treat her
like a leper."
Grace was weakening. "If you take the car, your grandfather may
hear of it.
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