I have shut eyes and conscience, and never meddled, never!--not even when money was levied for the village idols.

And here's a man beaten, cast into prison--" He shoved both fists out on the table, and bowed his white head.
"My safety is nothing.

But yours--and his .-- To keep one, I desert the other.

Either way." The padre groaned.

"What must I choose ?" "We're all quite helpless," said Heywood, gently.