CHAPTER XVII . A DOUBLE VICTORY Norman Douglas came to church the first Sunday in November and made all the sensation he desired . Mr. Meredith shook hands with him absently on the church steps and hoped dreamily that Mrs. Douglas was well . `` She was n't very well just before I buried her ten years ago , but I reckon she has better health now , '' boomed Norman , to the horror and amusement of every one except Mr. Meredith , who was absorbed in wondering if he had made the last head of his sermon as clear as he might have , and had n't the least idea what Norman had said to him or he to Norman . Norman intercepted Faith at the gate . `` Kept my word , you see -- kept my word , Red Rose . I 'm free now till the first Sunday in December . Fine sermon , girl -- fine sermon . Your father has more in his head than he carries on his face . But he contradicted himself once -- tell him he contradicted himself . And tell him I want that brimstone sermon in December . Great way to wind up the old year -- with a taste of hell , you know . And what 's the matter with a nice tasty discourse on heaven for New Year 's ? Though it would n't be half as interesting as hell , girl -- not half . Only I 'd like to know what your father thinks about heaven -- he CAN think -- rarest thing in the world -- a person who can think . But he DID contradict himself . Ha , ha ! Here 's a question you might ask him sometime when he 's awake , girl . ` Can God make a stone so big He could n't lift it Himself ? ' Do n't forget now .
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