I tell thee, Catharine, this trifling with the love of an honest man is what I neither can, will, nor ought to endure.
I have given my consent to the match, and I insist it shall take place without delay, and that you receive Henry Wynd tomorrow, as a man whose bride you are to be with all despatch." "A power more potent than yours, father, will say no," replied Catharine.
"I will risk it; my power is a lawful one, that of a father over a child, and an erring child," answered her father.

"God and man allow of my influence." "Then, may Heaven help us," said Catharine; "for, if you are obstinate in your purpose, we are all lost." "We can expect no help from Heaven," said the glover, "when we act with indiscretion.

I am clerk enough myself to know that; and that your causeless resistance to my will is sinful, every priest will inform you.

Ay, and more than that, you have spoken degradingly of the blessed appeal to God in the combat of ordeal.

Take heed! for the Holy Church is awakened to watch her sheepfold, and to extirpate heresy by fire and steel; so much I warn thee of." Catharine uttered a suppressed exclamation; and, with difficulty compelling herself to assume an appearance of composure, promised her father that, if he would spare her any farther discussion of the subject till tomorrow morning, she would then meet him, determined to make a full discovery of her sentiments.
With this promise Simon Glover was obliged to remain contented, though extremely anxious for the postponed explanation.