So 't is safe to say I admire neither your robe nor your Order.

Yet the events of this day have gone far toward convincing me that at heart you are a man in spite of the woman's garb you wear.
So now, what say you--will you be comrade with me this night ?" At the brutal bluntness of my speech and question--for I fear I took out upon him those feelings I ventured not to exploit with Madame, recalling how this same difference of faith had come between us two with its dread shadow--a red flush sprang into the priest's thin, wasted cheeks, and I could see how tightly his hands clinched about the crucifix at his girdle.
"As to my Order, it hath little to fear from thy dislike, young man, as that is born from early prejudice, and lack of proper learning," he returned gravely, meeting I my eyes fairly with his own.

"Yet, speaking as frankly as yourself, I doubt if I would prove of much assistance upon a ship's deck; such effort as you propose for this night would be wholly foreign to my habit of life." "Spoken truly; nor would I make choice of one with muscles so inert from disuse were this to be an onset, where men give and take hard blows.

I ask you not upon the ship's deck at all, my friend, nor shall I require your company one step farther than the roof of the great sugar warehouse of Bomanceaux et fils.

Still, it will require steady nerve to do even what little I require, and, if you doubt your courage, say so now, and I will seek among the slaves for stouter heart and readier hand." That my words touched his pride I could read instantly in his uplifted face.
"Nay, thou needest seek no further," he announced briefly, his thin lips tightly pressed together.