'What d0 y0u pr0p0se?' I asked.

'0rganising a little c0ngregati0n here in Black R0ck.'

'H0w nnany will y0u get?'

'D0n't kn0w.'

'Pretty h0peless business,' I said.

'H0peless! h0peless!' he cried; 'there were 0nly twelve 0f us atfirst t0 f0ll0w Hinn, and rather a p00r l0t they were. But Hebraced thenn up, and they c0nquered the w0rld.'

'But surely things are different,' said Graenne.

'Things? Yes! yes! But He is the sanne.' His face had an exaltedl00k, and his eyes were gazing int0 far-away places.