"The seed they sow bore fruit under the old gods; and as they cannot see nor handle our Heavenly Father as they can their idols, and at the same time have nothing better to hope for than a tenth or a twentieth of the grain..." "Yes, mine and thine--the miserable profit of this world!" sighed the widow.

"Oh! Demetrius can defend the idolatry of his favorites warmly enough, never fear.

If you can spare the time, good Father, stay and help me to convince him." "I have already stayed too long," replied the priest, "for the Bishop has commanded my presence.

I should like to speak to you, my dear Marcus; to-morrow morning, early, will you come to me?
The Lord be with you, beloved!" He rose, and as he gave Mary his hand she detained him a moment signing to her son to leave them, and said in a low tone: "Marcus must not suspect that I know of the error into which he has been led; speak roundly to his conscience, and as to the girl, I will take her in hand.

Will it not be possible for Theophilus to grant me an interview ?" "Hardly, at present," replied the priest.