and we must remember that they have the power.

No doubt," added the old man, with his own, quaint philosophy, "no doubt le bon Dieu meant them to have the power, or they would not have it, would they ?" "By 'they' you mean the Terrorists and Anarchists of France, M.L'Abbe....

The Committee of Public Safety who pillage and murder, outrage women, and desecrate religion....

Is that not so ?" "Alas! my child!" he sighed.
"And it is 'they' who have set you to watch over me ?...

I confess I don't understand..." She laughed, quite involuntarily indeed, for in spite of the reassurance in her heart her brain was still in a whirl of passionate anxiety.
"You don't look at all like one of 'them,' M.l'Abbe," she said.
"The good God forbid!" ejaculated the old man, raising protesting hands up toward the very distant, quite invisible sky.