The Secret of the Tower by Anthony Hope
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Beaumaroy took him up smartly. "Aye, at the beginning. But what about
when our blood got up? What then? Would we, in our hearts, rather have been right and got a licking, or wrong and given one?" "A searching question!" mused old Naylor. "What say you, Tom Punnit?" "It never occurred to me to put the question," the General answered brusquely. "May I ask why not, sir?" said Beaumaroy respectfully. "Because I believed in God. I knew that we were right, and I knew that we should win." "Are we in theology now, or still in biology?" asked Irechester, rather acidly. "You're getting out of my 'depth anyhow," smiled Mrs. Naylor. "And I'm sure the girls must be bewildered." "Mamma, I've done biology!" "And many people think they've done theology!" chuckled Naylor. "Done it completely!" "I've raised a pretty argument!" said Beaumaroy, smiling. "I'm sorry! I only meant to answer your question about the effect the whole thing has had on myself." "Even your answer to that was pretty startling, Mr. Beaumaroy," said |
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