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corrodiaries
Petranilla turned to the girls. “Our father was descended from Tom Builder, the stepfather and mentor of Jack Builder, architect of Kingsbridge Cathedral,”
“Couldn’t a woman learn those things?” “Perhaps, but God has ordained it otherwise.” Caris felt frustrated with the way adults trotted out this truism every time they were stuck for an answer.
The author, Brother Timothy, claimed that the legendary Philip had been a stern disciplinarian as well as a man of compassion. Godwyn was not sure how you could be both.
“Mankind is fallible, so we should not rely on our own reasoning. We cannot hope to understand the world—all we can do is stand amazed at God’s creation. True knowledge comes only from revelation. We should not question received wisdom.”
He had realized that she was all the joy in his world. If the weather was fine, he wanted to walk in the sunshine with her; if he saw something beautiful, he wanted to show it to her; if he heard something funny, his first thought was to tell her, and see her smile. His work gave him pleasure, especially when he came up with clever solutions to intractable problems; but it was a cold, cerebral satisfaction, and he knew that his life would be a long winter without Caris.
Merthin smiled. That would leave him three shillings to spend—more money than he had ever had in his life. He did not know what to do with it. Perhaps he would buy his mother a chicken.
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