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Doesn't that matter?
I don't suppose God minds--if He exists.
Don't you believe in HimChristine?
I don't know. People say they believe too easily. I expect I believe as much
as the others. With most of us it's just--just a hope.
They had never talked together in that way before. It made her more than
ever someone apart from himwho had her own thoughtsand perhaps her
own secret way of being unhappy. He was frightened againnot of the
darkness nowbut of something nearer--something so real and deadly that
the old spectres became almost comiclike ghosts made up of dust-sheets
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and broom-handles. Supposing Christine went still further from
him--supposing she left him altogether alone? She wouldn't do it of her free
willbut there were things people couldn't help. People died. The thought
was a cruel hand twining itself into the strings of his heart. He tried to see
her face. Was she young? He didn't know. He had never thought about it.
She had been grown-up. That covered everything. Now in the paleunreal
light her face and hair were a strange dead grayand she was old--old.
Christinehow--how long do people live?
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that was approaching himand against his will