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Show 242 "I'd like to begin at the beginning," said Sorenson, glancing at his attache case. "I mean I think this would make more sense if we started there." "Do you believe in visions?" Lorin asked his host, whom he had decided he did not much like. "No, not really," said Richard. "But I don't think that's something you can pronounce on that positively. I think you have to think about semantics." "Do you believe in God?" Lorin pursued. Richard drew himself up. "I believe in a cosmic spirit." "That's a good starting place," Sorenson said as Alice burst into laughter. She had a squeaky laugh. "He just read that somewhere," she said. "I did not. Besides what difference does it make, if that's what I believe." Lorin decided to adjust his terminology and go in for the kill. "Do you believe in a sixth sense?" Alice laughed and clapped her hands. "Do you guys know what we were doing just before you came?" "Alice," said Richard. "No, this is weird," she said. "I mean at just exactly that second you rang the bell. It was like you were waiting till we were through." "I'm awfully sorry," said Sorenson, pink to the ears. "We rang as soon as we got here," said Lorin. "That's what's weird," she said. "It might interest you to know that our church believes in eternal marriage," said Sorenson, pulling chestnuts from fires. |