On their lips the phrase means much; on all others it is a deliberate lie.
Noticeable, too," she said, dropping in an instant from the passionate into a low, mocking tone, "when people are married, though they should have sixty children, they throw the whole onus on God.

When they are not, we hear nothing about God's having sent them.

When there has been no legal contract between the parents, who sends the little children then?
The devil perhaps!" She laughed her little silvery, mocking laugh.
"Odd that some men should come from hell and some from heaven, and yet all look so much alike when they get here." Waldo wondered at her.

He had not the key to her thoughts, and did not see the string on which they were strung.

She drew her cloud tighter about her.
"It must be very nice to believe in the devil," she said; "I wish I did.
If it would be of any use I would pray three hours night and morning on my bare knees, 'God, let me believe in Satan.' He is so useful to those people who do.