Do you know, she pushed back from me as if I had hit her! 'Oh, don't say His Name!' she said.

'Promise me you won't say it again.

Do you not know how He loved us ?' I was so taken aback that I promised, and to tell you the truth, padre, I haven't said it since.

What do you think of that ?" Peter shook his head and drained his glass.

He couldn't have spoken at once; the little story, told in such a place, struck him so much.