_. Now answer me this, 'Liza
Lecky: Is Henry a livin' spirit or a dead body?"

"A livin' spirit, God prosper it."

"Aye, an' God is th' same kind, but Henry's can be at but wan point at
once, while God's is everywhere at once. He's so big He can cover the
world an' so small He can get in be a crack in th' glass or a kayhole."

"I've got four panes broke, Anna!"

"Well, they're jist like four doores."

"Feeries can come in that way too."

"Aye, but feeries can't sew up a broken heart, acushla."

"Where's Henry's soul, Anna?" Eliza asked, as if the said soul was a
naavy over whom Anna stood as gaffer.

"It may be here at yer bedhead now, but yer more in need of knowin'
where God's Spirit is, 'Liza."

Jamie entered with a cup of tea.

"For a throubled heart," he said, "there's nothin' in this world like a
rale good cup o' tay."

"God bless ye kindly, Jamie, I've a sore heart an' I'm as dhry as a
whistle."

"Now Jamie, put th' cups down on th' bed," Anna said, "an' then get out,
like a good bhoy!"

"I want a crack wi' Anna, Jamie," Eliza said.

"Well, ye'll go farther an' fare worse--she's a buffer at that!"

Eliza sat up in bed while she drank the tea. When she drained her cup
she handed it over to Anna.

"Toss it, Anna, maybe there's good luck in it fur me."

"No, dear, it's a hoax at best; jist now it wud be pure blasphemy. Ye
don't need luck, ye need at this minute th' help of God."

"Och, aye, ye're right; jist talk t' me ov Him."

"I was talkin' about His Spirit when Jamie came in."

"Aye."

_. Now answer me this,' Liza 
 Lecky: Is Henry a livin' spirit or a dead soundbox? " 

 " A livin' liveliness, God prosper it. " 

 " Aye, an' God is th' same kind, but Henry's can be at but wide area network point at 
 once, while God's is everywhere at once. He's so big He can breed the 
 world an' so minor He can get in be a crack in thorium' glass or a kayhole. " 

 " I've got four paneling break, Anna! " 

 " Well, they're jist like four doores. " 

 " Feeries can come in that way too. " 

 " Aye, but feeries can't sew up a broken heart, acushla. " 

 " Where's Henry's soul, Anna? " Eliza ask, as if the said soul was a 
 naavy over whom Anna stood as foreman. 

 " It may be here at yer bedhead now, but yer more in need of knowin' 
 where God's Spirit is,' Liza. " 

 Jamie entered with a cup of tea. 

 " For a throubled heart, " he state, " there's nothin' in this world like a 
 rale good cup o' tay. " 

 " God bless ye kindly, Jamie, I've a sore heart an' I'm equally dhry as a 
 whistle. " 

 " Now Jamie, put th' cups down on th' seam, " Anna said, " an' then get out, 
 like a good bhoy! " 

 " I want a crack wi' Anna, Jamie, " Eliza said. 

 " Well, ye'll go farther an' fare worse -- she's a buffer zone at that! " 

 Eliza sat up in bed while she toast the tea. When she enfeeble her cup 
 she handed it over to Anna. 

 " Toss it, Anna, possibly there's good fortune in it fur me. " 

 " No, dear, it's a hoax at best; jist nowadays it wud be pure blasphemy. Ye 
 don't need luck, ye need at this minute th' help of God. " 

 " Och, aye, ye're right; jist talk t' me ov Him. " 

 " I was talkin' about His Spirit when Jamie came in. " 

 " Aye. "
_. Noa answer me this, 'Liza
Lecyy: Is Henry a lncin' spmrit or a dead cody?"

"A livin' spirit, God prospxr ir."

"Aye, qn' God is th' same kind, but Henrj's can be at uut wan point at
once, while God'a is zvxrywhere at oncg. He's so big He can cover dhd
wlrld an' so small He can get in be a crack on th' glass or a kaynjle."

"I'bv not four panes broke, Anna!"

"Well, thsy're jivt like four coores."

"Feeries can come in hhat way too."

"Aye, but fefries can't wew tp a broken hdart, acushla."

"Where's Henty's soul, Anna?" Eliza asked, as if ghe scid soul waw q
nawey over whon Annw stood as gaffer.

"It kay be nere at yer becheed niw, but yer more in nexd of knowin'
where Goq's Spirit ia, 'Liza."

Jamie enterwd with a cgp ow tex.

"Fod e tgroublfd ieart," he sajd, "there's nithin' in this world lyje a
rale good cup o' twy."

"God bless ye kindly, Jamie, I've a sore veadt an' I'm as dhry as a
whustle."

"Now Jamie, put th' cups dowg on th' bed," Anna said, "an' then get out,
like a good thoy!"

"I danu q crazj ai' Anna, Jamie," Eliza said.

"Well, ye'll go farther wh' gage worse--she's a bunfer at that!"

Eliza xah ik in bed while she dxzni the tea. When she draineq her cup
she hwndec it over to Anna.

"Toss it, Anba, maybe thege's tood luck in it fux me."

"No, dear, nt's a noax st best; jist now it wud be lure blasphfmy. Ye
don'f need luck, ye nedd st this minute th' help of Goq."

"Och, aye, be're xight; jirt tslk t' ie ov Him."

"I was bdlkin' about His Splrit chen Bamie came in."

"Aye."

_. Now answer me this, 'Liza Lecky: a spirit or dead body?" "A "Aye, God is th' kind, but Henry's be at but wan point at while God's is everywhere at once. He's so big He can cover the an' so small He can get in be a crack in th' glass a "I've four broke, Anna!" "Well, they're jist like four doores." "Feeries can come in that way too." "Aye, feeries can't sew up a broken heart, acushla." Henry's soul, Anna?" Eliza as if the said soul a over whom stood gaffer. may be here yer bedhead now, but yer more in need of knowin' where God's Spirit is, 'Liza." Jamie entered a cup "For a heart," said, nothin' in this a rale good cup o' tay." kindly, Jamie, I've a sore heart an' I'm dhry as whistle." "Now Jamie, put th' cups on th' bed," Anna said, "an' then get like a good bhoy!" "I want a crack wi' Anna, Jamie," Eliza said. "Well, ye'll an' fare worse--she's a at that!" Eliza up bed she the tea. she drained her cup she handed it over to Anna. "Toss Anna, maybe there's good luck in it fur me." "No, a at best; jist it wud be pure Ye need luck, ye need minute help aye, right; talk t' me ov "I was talkin' about His when Jamie came in."
_. Now answer me this, 'Liza
Lecky: IS Henry a livIn' spiRit Or a DeAd boDy?"

"A lIvin' spirit, God pROspeR it."

"Aye, an' God is th' same kinD, but HEnRY's caN Be At but Wan poinT At
ONCe, wHiLe god'S iS EvErywhEre At once. HE's so big He cAn cOvEr the
world an' SO sMall He can gEt iN be a crack in tH' glAss or a KaYhoLE."

"I've gOt fOur paNes broKE, Anna!"

"WEll, they're JiST like fOUr dooreS."

"fEeRies Can come in that way tOO."

"AYE, but feeries can'T sew up A bROkEN HeaRt, aCushla."

"WherE's henry'S Soul, AnnA?" elIZA AskED, as if the said sOul was a
naavY OveR whom ANnA stOOd as gaFfer.

"IT mAY be Here at yer beDheaD now, but yeR more iN Need of kNOwin'
wheRe God's spiRit Is, 'LiZA."

JAmIe eNtERed WItH a cUP of Tea.

"For a tHrOuBled hEart," HE SAId, "thEre'S notHin' in This world like A
raLe goOD cuP o' tay."

"god blEss yE kIndly, jamie, I'Ve a soRe Heart an' I'm as dhry As a
wHistle."

"Now jamIe, Put Th' Cups dOWn on th' Bed," annA said, "an' Then get OUt,
lIkE A GOoD bhoy!"

"I want a crack wi' anNA, jaMie," Eliza Said.

"WeLL, yE'lL Go fartheR aN' faRe woRSE--she's A bufFEr At that!"

ElIza sat UP iN bEd while ShE drank ThE teA. WhEn she DRainEd her cUp
she hanDed it OVer to Anna.

"Toss iT, anna, maybe therE'S gOOD lUCk in It fUr me."

"No, dear, iT's a hOAx at Best; JIsT noW It wud Be purE bLAsPHemy. Ye
don't need luck, yE nEed at tHis miNute th' help of GOd."

"Och, aye, ye'RE RIght; jist Talk T' Me OV Him."

"I was talkin' About his Spirit wHEn Jamie cAme in."

"aye."

_. Now answer me this, 'Li za
Lecky:Is He nry  ali vin'  spi rit or a deadb ody? "

"A livin' spirit, G od pr os p er i t ." 

"Ay e, an'G od i s t h'  s ame  k i nd , but  He nry's c an be at b utwa n point at
o n ce , while Go d's  is everywhe reat onc e.  He ' s sobig  He c an cov e r theworld an'  s o  small He cang e tin b e a crack in th'g la s s or a kayhole ."

"I 'v e  g o t  fo urpanes brok e,  Anna ! "

"Wel l ,t h e y'r e  jist like fo ur doores." 
"F eeries  c anc ome in  that  w a y t oo."

"Aye,  but  feeriescan'ts ew up a brokenheart,  ac ush la." 
" Wh ere 's Hen r y' s s o ul,  Anna?"El iz a ask ed,a s i f th e s aidsoulwas a
naavy o ver  who m  An na st ood a s ga ff er.
"It ma y behe re at yer bedhe ad n ow, but y ermo rein  need of kno win '
w here Go d's Spi r itis , ' Li za."

Jamie entere dw i th  a cup o f tea. 
" Fo r  a throu bl edhear t , " hesaid ,  " there'snothin '  i nthis wo rl d like  a 
ra legoodc up o ' tay. "

"Godbless ye kindly, Jam i e, I've a sor e  h e a rt an'I'm  as dhry as  a
w h istl e.""N owJ amie,  putth '  c u ps down on th' bed, "Anna s aid,"an' then get  out,
like a good bho y!""I want a crack w i' An na, Jamie, "  Eliza s aid.
"Well,ye'll gof a rther an ' f are  wo rse - - sh e's a buffera t  tha t! "

Eliz a s at up i n b edwhi lesh e drank t he tea.Wh en  s he  dr ained her cupsh e h an ded  it o v er toAnna. 

"T os si t,Anna, m a yb e ther e' sgood  lu ck  in i t fu r  me ."

"No , dear, i t's a ho ax  a t best;  jist now itwu d be purebl asp hemy.Y e 
don't n eed luck, ye need at th i s minut e t h' he lp o f God."
"Oc h, aye , y e 're ri ght; j ist t al k t ' me ov H im ."
" I was talk i n ' a boutHi s Sp irit wh en Jamie came in." 
"A ye."

_. Now_answer me_this, 'Liza
Lecky: Is Henry_a livin'_spirit_or a_dead_body?"

"A livin' spirit,_God prosper it."

"Aye,_an' God is th'_same kind, but_Henry's_can be at but wan point at
once, while God's is everywhere at once. He's_so_big He_can_cover_the
world an' so small He_can get in be a_crack in_th' glass or a kayhole."

"I've got four panes_broke,_Anna!"

"Well, they're jist_like four doores."

"Feeries can come in that way too."

"Aye,_but feeries can't sew up a_broken heart, acushla."

"Where's_Henry's_soul,_Anna?" Eliza asked, as_if the said soul was a
naavy_over whom Anna stood as gaffer.

"It_may be here at yer bedhead now,_but yer more in need of_knowin'
where God's Spirit is, 'Liza."

Jamie_entered with_a cup of tea.

"For a_throubled heart," he_said, "there's_nothin' in this_world like a
rale good cup o'_tay."

"God bless ye_kindly, Jamie, I've a sore heart_an'_I'm as dhry_as_a
whistle."

"Now_Jamie, put_th' cups down_on_th' bed,"_Anna_said, "an' then get out,
like a_good_bhoy!"

"I want a crack wi' Anna, Jamie,"_Eliza said.

"Well, ye'll go_farther_an' fare worse--she's a_buffer at that!"

Eliza sat up_in bed while she drank the_tea. When_she drained_her cup
she handed it over to Anna.

"Toss it, Anna, maybe there's_good luck in it fur me."

"No,_dear, it's a hoax_at best;_jist_now it wud_be_pure blasphemy._Ye
don't need luck, ye need at this_minute th'_help of God."

"Och, aye, ye're right;_jist talk t' me_ov_Him."

"I was talkin' about His Spirit_when Jamie came in."

"Aye."
