"When I was a little girl," said Una, "I was convinced that God was German. Every night, out of respect, I used to begin my prayers 'Dear Herr God', and if I did wrong I expected the Archangel Gabriel to turn up to punish me. He would be dressed in field-grey, wearing one of those spiked helmets. He had a waxed moustache, sometimes, too
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