Lots more," said Paul, anxious to stamp vividly the impression he saw that he was making.

"I know the Plagues of Egypt." "I bet you don't." "Rivers of Blood, Frogs, Lice, Flies, Murrain, Boils, Hails, Locusts, Darkness and Death of Firstborn," said Paul, in a breath.
"Jehosaphat!" cried Rowlatt.

"I suppose now you'd have no difficulty in reciting the Thirty-nine Articles." Paul puckered his forehead in thought.

"D'yo' mean," he asked after a pause, "the Thirty-nine Articles o' Religion, as is in th' Prayerbuk?
I ha' tried to read 'em, but couldno' understand 'em reet." Rowlatt, who had not expected his facetious query to be so answered, stopped his drawing for a moment.

"What in the name of goodness attracted you to the Thirty-nine Articles ?" "I wanted to learn about things," said Paul.
The young man looked at him and smiled.