Please do not think that I am boasting.

It is the miserable truth." His face was very pale when she dared to look up at it again, and his gaze was far off at sea.
"And so you are very rich," he mused aloud.

"I thought you were quite poor, because missionaries are seldom overburdened with riches, according to tradition, or the gospel, or something like that.

This is a pleasure trip!" The bitterness of his tone could not be hidden.
"I am sorry if you have had an idol shattered," she said.
"Something has been shattered," he said, smiling.

"I don't know very much about idols," he added.