He felt nearer to her and thought of persuading her into playing Kiss-in-the-Ring.

But he found it difficult to back out of his undertaking to play I-spy-I with Solomon; and in the end he had to leave Esther to her book.
She had little in common with her brother Solomon, least of all humor and animal spirits.

Even before the responsibilities of headship had come upon her she was a preternaturally thoughtful little girl who had strange intuitions about things and was doomed to work out her own salvation as a metaphysician.

When she asked her mother who made God, a slap in the face demonstrated to her the limits of human inquiry.

The natural instinct of the child over-rode the long travail of the race to conceive an abstract Deity, and Esther pictured God as a mammoth cloud.
In early years Esther imagined that the "body" that was buried when a person died was the corpse decapitated and she often puzzled herself to think what was done with the isolated head.