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"Father, the man against whom I have thought
an unchristian thought is one whom I am
especially bound to love and honour."
"One to whom you are bound by ties of
blood?"
"By a still closer tie."
"By what tie, my son?"
"By that of comradeship."
"Comradeship in what?"
"In a great and holy work."
A little pause.
"And your anger against this--comrade, your
jealousy of him, was called forth by his success in
that work being greater than yours?"
"I--yes, partly. I envied him his experience--
his usefulness. And then--I thought--I feared--
that he would take from me the heart of the girl
I--love."
"And this girl that you love, is she a daughter
of the Holy Church?"
"No; she is a Protestant."
"A heretic?"
Arthur clasped his hands in great distress.
"Yes, a heretic," he repeated. "We were brought
up together; our mothers were friends--and I
--envied him, because I saw that he loves her,
too, and because--because----"
"My son," said Father Cardi, speaking after a
moment's silence, slowly and gravely, "you have
still not told me all; there is more than this upon
your soul.


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