Stephen rose from his knees, a little relieved, but with an uncomfortable sense of bargaining. It was difficult to pray without driving a bargain, somehow … like some of those wretched hymns:
“And when I see Thee as Thou art
I’ll praise Thee as I ought,”
“And when I see Thee as Thou art I’ll praise Thee as I ought,”
for instance, a close, inescapable contract. The old tune sang in his head. But if one prayed properly, no doubt one learned to exclude that commercial flavour.—How hot it was!