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"
Which
do
you
have
faith
in
,
Daddy
?
"
The
shadow
on
the
wall
moved
and
came
to
rest
again
.
For
most
of
his
adult
life
--
since
college
days
,
he
supposed
--
he
had
believed
that
death
was
the
end
.
He
had
been
present
at
many
deathbeds
and
had
never
felt
a
soul
bullet
past
him
on
its
way
to
...
wherever
;
had
n't
this
very
thought
occurred
to
him
upon
the
death
of
Victor
Pascow
?
He
had
agreed
with
his
Psychology
I
teacher
that
the
life-after-death
experiences
reported
in
scholarly
journals
and
then
vulgarized
in
the
popular
press
probably
indicate
a
last-ditch
mental
stand
against
the
onrush
of
death
--
the
endlessly
inventive
human
mind
,
staving
off
insanity
to
the
very
end
by
constructing
a
hallucination
of
immortality
.
He
had
likewise
agreed
with
an
acquaintance
in
the
dorm
who
had
said
,
during
an
all-night
bull
session
during
Louis
's
sophomore
year
at
Chicago
,
that
the
Bible
was
suspiciously
full
of
miracles
which
had
ceased
almost
completely
during
the
age
of
rationality
(
"
totally
ceased
,
"
he
had
said
at
first
but
had
been
forced
backward
at
least
one
step
by
others
who
claimed
with
some
authority
that
there
were
still
plenty
of
weird
things
going
on
,
little
pockets
of
perplexity
in
a
world
that
had
become
by
and
large
a
clean
,
well-lighted
place
--
there
was
,
for
instance
,
the
Shroud
of
Turin
,
which
had
survived
every
effort
to
debunk
it
)
.
"
So
Christ
brought
Lazarus
back
from
the
dead
,
"
this
acquaintance
--
who
had
gone
on
to
become
a
highly
thought-of
o.b.
man
in
Dearborn
,
Michigan
--
had
said
.
"
That
's
fine
with
me
.
If
I
have
to
swallow
it
,
I
will
.
I
mean
,
I
had
to
buy
the
concept
that
the
fetus
of
one
twin
can
sometimes
swallow
the
fetus
of
the
other
in
utero
,
like
some
kind
of
unborn
cannibal
,
and
then
show
up
with
teeth
in
his
testes
or
in
his
lungs
twenty
or
thirty
years
later
to
prove
that
he
did
it
,
and
I
suppose
if
I
can
buy
that
I
can
buy
anything
.
But
I
wan
na
see
the
death
certificate
--
you
dig
what
I
'm
saying
?
I
'm
not
questioning
that
he
came
out
of
the
tomb
.
But
I
wan
na
see
the
original
death
certificate
.
I
'm
like
Thomas
saying
he
'd
only
believe
Jesus
had
risen
when
he
could
look
through
the
nail
holes
and
stick
his
hands
in
the
guy
's
side
.
As
far
as
I
'm
concerned
,
he
was
the
real
physician
of
the
bunch
,
not
Luke
.
"
No
,
he
had
never
really
believed
in
survival
.
At
least
,
not
until
Church
.
"
I
believe
that
we
go
on
,
"
he
told
his
daughter
slowly
.
"
But
as
to
what
it
's
like
,
I
have
no
opinion
.
It
may
be
that
it
's
different
for
different
people
.
It
may
be
that
you
get
what
you
believed
all
your
life
.
But
I
believe
we
go
on
,
and
I
believe
that
Mrs.
Crandall
is
probably
someplace
where
she
can
be
happy
.
"
"
You
have
faith
in
that
,
"
Ellie
said
.
It
was
not
a
question
.
She
sounded
awed
.
Louis
smiled
,
a
little
pleased
and
a
little
embarrassed
.
"
I
suppose
so
.
And
I
have
faith
that
it
's
time
for
you
to
go
to
bed
.
Like
ten
minutes
ago
.
"
He
kissed
her
twice
,
once
on
the
lips
and
once
on
the
nose
.
"
Do
you
think
animals
go
on
?
"
