Your blindness--your damned religion!...

Jane, forgive me--I'm sore within and something rankles.

Well, I fear that invisible hand will turn its hidden work to your ruin." "Invisible hand?
Bern!" "I mean your Bishop." Venters said it deliberately and would not release her as she started back.

"He's the law.

The edict went forth to ruin me.
Well, look at me! It'll now go forth to compel you to the will of the Church." "You wrong Bishop Dyer.