The priest's voice, too, had a hard jingling tone. The heavy lumpish phrase sank slowly out of hearing like a stone through a quagmire. What was it you had in mind when, in our distress, before Miles came back, over the letter from his school, you said, under my insistence, that you didn't pretend for him that he had not literally EVER been `bad'? He has NOT literally `ever,' in these weeks that I myself have lived with him and so closely watched him; he has been an imperturbable little prodigy of delightful, lovable goodness. Perhaps you are the boy in this college whom God designs to call to Himself.
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