Heaven knew, when she made her vows, that I was faithful, and she therefore still my betrothed.

Heaven allowed me to discover the truth, and to find her--alive, and still unwed.

To my thinking, no Divine pronouncement was required; and when the Holy Father's mandate arrived bringing the Church's sanction, why then indeed naught seemed to stand between us.

But Mora thought otherwise." A tiny gleam came into the Bishop's eyes; an exceedingly refined edition of the look of cunning which used to peep out of old Mary Antony's.
"Have you ever heard tell, my son, that two negatives make an affirmative?
Think you not that, in something the same way, two deceptions may make a truth.

Mora was deceived into entering the Convent, and deceived into leaving it; but from out that double deception arises the great truth that she has, in the sight of Heaven, been all along yours.