"Well, philosopher," he demanded, "what do you make of that ?" Peter smiled.

"What do you ?" he said.
"Well," said Langton, "it leaves me unmoved, except when I'm annoyed by the way their wretched images spoil the church, but it is plain that they like it.

I should say one of your two realities is there.

But I find it hard to forgive the bad art." "Do you ?" said Peter, "I don't.

It reminds me of those appalling enlargements of family groups that you see, for example, in any Yorkshire cottage.