The Seeker by Harry Leon Wilson
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"Didn't I _tell_ you?" interrupted Father Riley. "Oh, the outrageous
cynic! Be braced for him, now!"
"I was only going to suggest," resumed the wicked Unitarian, calmly,
"that those people, Linford and his brother--and even that singularly
effective Mrs. Linford, with her inferable views about divorce--you know
I dare say that they--really you know--that they possess the courage
of--"
"Their _convictions_!" concluded little Floud, impatient alike of the
speaker's hesitation and the expected platitude.
"No--I was about to say--the courage--of ours."
A few looked politely blank at this unseasonable flippancy. Father Riley
smiled with rare sweetness and murmured, "So cynical, even for a
Unitarian!" as if to himself in playful confidence.
But the amiable Presbyterian, of the cheerful auburn beard and the
salient nose, hereupon led them tactfully to safe ground in a discussion
of the ethnic Trinities.
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