Did you become a Christian in your nunnery?' I asked her.

'Of course not.' she said scornfully.

'They didn't mind?'

'I gave them silver.'

'Then they didn't mind.' I said.

'I don't think any Dane is a real Christian.' she told me.

'Not even your brother?'

'We have many gods,' she said, 'and the Christian god is just another one. I'm sure that's what Guthred thinks. What's the Christian god's name? A nun did tell me, but I've forgotten.'

'Jehovah.'

There you are, then. Odin, Thor and Jehovah. Does he have a wife?'

'No.'

'Poor Jehovah.' she said.

Author: Bernard Cornwell

Did you become a Christian in your nunnery?' I asked her.<br /><br />'Of course not.' she said scornfully.<br /><br />'They didn't mind?'<br /><br />'I gave them silver.'<br /><br />'Then they didn't mind.' I said.<br /><br />'I don't think any Dane is a real Christian.' she told me.<br /><br />'Not even your brother?'<br /><br />'We have many gods,' she said, 'and the Christian god is just another one. I'm sure that's what Guthred thinks. What's the Christian god's name? A nun did tell me, but I've forgotten.'<br /><br />'Jehovah.'<br /><br />There you are, then. Odin, Thor and Jehovah. Does he have a wife?'<br /><br />'No.'<br /><br />'Poor Jehovah.' she said. - Bernard Cornwell




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