And that's the awful part about it all, for I ought to know the secret, and I don't.

I feel an absolute hypocrite at times--when I take a service, for example.

I talk about things I don't understand in the least, even about God, and I begin to think I know nothing about Him...." He broke off, utterly miserable.
"Poor old boy," she said softly; "is it as bad as that ?" He turned to her fiercely.

"You darling!" he said, carried away by her tone.

"I believe I'd rather have you than--than God!" She did not move in her corner, nor did she smile now.