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—Goggins was waiting for you, Glynn. He has gone
round to the Adelphi to look for you and Moynihan. What
have you there? he asked, tapping the portfolio under
Glynn’s arm.
—Examination papers, Glynn answered. I give them
monthly examinations to see that they are profiting by my
tuition.
He also tapped the portfolio and coughed gently and
smiled.
—Tuition! said Cranly rudely. I suppose you mean the
barefooted children that are taught by a bloody ape like you.
God help them!
He bit off the rest of the fig and flung away the butt.
—I suffer little children to come unto me, Glynn said
amiably.
—A bloody ape, Cranly repeated with emphasis, and a
blasphemous bloody ape!
Temple stood up and, pushing past Cranly, addressed
Glynn:
—That phrase you said now, he said, is from the new tes-
tament about suffer the children to come to me.
—Go to sleep again, Temple, said O’Keeffe.
—Very well, then, Temple continued, still addressing
Glynn, and if Jesus suffered the children to come why does
the church send them all to hell if they die unbaptized? Why
is that?
—Were you baptized yourself, Temple? the consumptive
student asked.
—But why are they sent to hell if Jesus said they were all

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