I will save him.

I will pardon his insolence, his contempt, his indifference, which, having my bone, was bred in him.

Still, the question rises: for what shall I save him?
Shall he love a good woman some day?
Mayhap.

So I will save him, not for the Church, but for the possible but unknown quantity." There was a chorus, noisy and out of all harmony.

At the end there came a crash, followed by laughter.