I 'll see -- I 'll watch out for flaws . He 'd better be careful what he says before ME . I 'll catch him -- I 'll trip him up -- I 'll keep tabs on his arguments . I 'm bound to have some fun out of this church going business . Does he ever preach hell ? '' `` No -- o -- o -- I do n't think so . '' `` Too bad . I like sermons on that subject . You tell him that if he wants to keep me in good humour to preach a good rip-roaring sermon on hell once every six months -- and the more brimstone the better . I like 'em smoking . And think of all the pleasure he 'd give the old maids , too . They 'd all keep looking at old Norman Douglas and thinking , ` That 's for you , you old reprobate . That 's what 's in store for YOU ! ' I 'll give an extra ten dollars every time you get your father to preach on hell . Here 's Wilson and the jam . Like that , hey ? IT is n't macanaccady . Taste ! '' Faith obediently swallowed the big spoonful Norman held out to her . Luckily it WAS good .
`` Best plum jam in the world , '' said Norman , filling a large saucer and plumping it down XXXXX her .
Like Wilson at before for months of on smoking to