Is this book of yours going to keep you up like this right along?"The episode of the book was buried in the young minister's mind beneath such a mass of subsequent experiences that it required an effort for him to grasp what she was talking about.It seemed as if months had elapsed since he was in earnest about that book; and yet he had left the house full of it only a few hours before.
He shook his wits together, and made answer--"Oh, bless you, no! Only there arose a very curious question.
You have no idea, literally no conception, of the interesting and important problems which are raised by the mere fact of Abraham leaving the city of Ur.
It's amazing, I assure you.I hadn't realized it myself.""Well," remarked Alice, rising--and with good-humor and petulance struggling sleepily ill her tone--"all I've got to say is, that if Abraham hasn't anything better to do than to keep young ministers of the gospel out, goodness knows where, till all hours of the night, I wish to gracious he'd stayed in the city of Ur right straight along.""You have no idea what a scholarly man Dr.Ledsmar is,"Theron suddenly found himself inspired to volunteer.
"He has the most marvellous collection of books--a whole library devoted to this very subject--and he has put them all quite freely at my disposal.Extremely kind of him, isn't it?""Ledsmar? Ledsmar?" queried Alice."I don't seem to remember the name.He isn't the little man with the birthmark, who sits in the pew behind the Lovejoys, is he? I think some one said he was a doctor.""Yes, a horse doctor!" said Theron, with a sniff.