"The-chief-end-of-man-is-to-glorify-God-and-enjoy-Him-forever,"
he shouted.

Jean nodded approvingly. "You ken that one all right, but that is
the first one in the book and everybody knows that one. Now I'm
going to skip around."

"Don't skip," urged Jock. "Take them just the way they come. I
can remember 'em better."

But Jean gave no quarter. "What is predestination?" she demanded.

This was a poser, but Jock tackled it bravely.

"Whom he did foreknow he also did predestinate to-to-" he got so
far and stuck.

"To what?" asked Jean.

"To be reformed," Jock hazarded, wallowing in difficulties.

"Conformed," corrected Jean. "You don't know that one at all!
What is Saving Grace?"

Jock fell down entirely on saving grace. "It's a--It's a--" he
began. Then he bit his lip and scowled, and looked up at the ham
hanging from the rafters, and out of the windows, but as nothing
more about saving grace occurred to him he said, "Aw, Jean, I
know, but I can't think."