"
"Ah, then these are Father's books. 'Half-Hours with the
Infinite' I must order that from the library when I get back.
'The Lost Sheep,' 'Jones on the Trinity,' 'The Epistles of St.
Paul Explained.' Oh, Bill, we're amongst it. 'The Narrow Way,
being Sermons by the Rev. Theodore Ussher' hal-LO!"
"What is the matter?"
"William, I am inspired. Stand by." He took down the Reverend
Theodore Ussher's classic work, looked at it with a happy smile
for a moment, and then gave it to Bill.
"Here, hold Ussher for a bit."
Bill took the book obediently.
"No, give it me back. Just go out into the hall, and see if you
can hear Cayley anywhere. Say 'Hallo' loudly, if you do."
Bill went out quickly, listened, and came back.
"It's all right."
"Good." He took the book out of its shelf again. "Now then, you
can hold Ussher. Hold him in the left hand so. With the right
or dexter hand, grasp this shelf firmly so. Now, when I say
'Pull,' pull gradually. Got that?"
Bill nodded, his face alight with excitement.
"Good." Antony put his hand into the space left by the stout
Ussher, and fingered the hack of the shelf.
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