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" There are parts missing,” he said.
The herbalist fluttered her hand, as if the matter was of no consequence. “That’s because I’m writing them out of order. It’s how my brain works.”
“But how do you know that” - he squinted at a page - “this is supposed to be chapter one hundred twenty-five and not, say, one hundred twenty-three?”
“Because,” said Angela with a superior expression, “I have faith in the gods, and they reward my devotion.”
“No, you don’t,” said Eragon. He leaned forward, feeling as if he’d just gained the advantage in a sparring match. “You don’t have faith in anyone but yourself.”
She made an expression of mock outrage. “Here now! You dare question my conviction, Shur’tugal?!”
“Not at all. I just question where it’s directed. "
― Christopher Paolini , The Fork, the Witch, and the Worm: Eragon (Tales from Alagaësia #1; The Inheritance Cycle World)