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I suppose my creed is, ‘I believe rather indistinctly in God the Father Almighty, substratum of the evolutionary process, and, in a vein of vague sentimentality that doesn’t give a datum for anything at all, in Jesus Christ, His Son. I am bothered. Anna was singing as she used to sing. She felt a lump rise in her throat, for she had come to love living in America. He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face. The man looked closely at Anna as she crossed the footway, and as he held her skirt from the wheel he pressed something into her hand. ‘Jacques?’ she called.
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