We had always thought that ministers had to be old . All the ministers we knew were . Mr. Grinnell , the one before Dick came , must have been as old as Methuselah . But Dick was young -- and good-looking . Jill said she thought it a positive sin for a minister to be so good-looking , it did n't seem Christian ; but that was just because all the ministers we knew happened to be homely so that it did n't appear natural . Dick was tall and pale and looked as if he had heaps of brains . He had thick curly brown hair and big dark blue eyes -- Jill said his eyes were like an archangel 's , but how could she tell ? She never saw an archangel . I liked his nose . It was so straight and finished-looking . Mr. Grinnell had the worst-looking nose you ever saw . Jill and I used to make poetry about it in church to keep from falling asleep when he preached such awful long sermons . Dick preached great sermons . They were so nice and short . It was such fun to hear him thump the pulpit when he got excited ; and when he got more excited still he would lean over the pulpit , his face all white , and talk so low and solemn that it would just send the most gorgeous thrills through you . Dick came to Owlwood -- that 's our place ; I hate these explanations -- quite a lot , even before Aunt Tommy came . He and Father were chums ; they had been in college together and Father said Dick was the best football player he ever knew . Jill and I soon got acquainted with him and this was another uncanny thing . We had never thought it possible to get acquainted with a minister . Jill said she did n't think it proper for a real live minister to be so chummy .
But then Jill was a little jealous XXXXX Dick and I , being both men ; were better friends than he and she could be .
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