CHAPTER I.
THE SHINING SHIP She was kneeling on the hearthrug, grasping the poker firmly in one hand.
Now and again she gave the fire a truculent prod with it as though to emphasise her remarks.
"'Ask and ye shall receive'!.

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'_Tout vient a point a celui qui sait attendre_'! Where on earth is there any foundation for such optimism, I'd like to know ?" A sleek brown head bent determinedly above some sewing lifted itself, and a pair of amused eyes rested on the speaker.
"Really, Nan, you mustn't confound French proverbs with quotations from the Scriptures.

They're not at all the same thing." "Those two run on parallel lines, anyway.