It was, in a sort of way, heresy.

It proved an almost unbelievable inability to realize the great thing that this was.

Such love as his was not an everyday affair, to be treated lightly and carelessly.

It was, on the contrary, rare and wonderful and as such to be, at any rate, respected.

That's how it seemed to him, and by God he would see about it.
He drew up short, at last, on his strange walk across the undulating course.