"
"But the priests are not the men they used to be, Souchey. And it is
not exactly their fault neither. There are so many folks about in these
days who care nothing who goes to glory and who does not, and they are
too many for the priests."
"If the priests can't fight their own battle, I can't fight it for
them," said Souchey.
"But for the old family, Souchey, that you have known so long! Look
here; you and I between us can prevent it."
"And how is it to be done?"
"Ah! that's the question. If I felt that I was talking to a real
Christian that had a care for the poor girl's soul, I would tell you in
a moment."
"So I am; only her soul isn't my business."
"Then I cannot tell you this. I can't do it unless you acknowledge that
her welfare as a Christian is the business of us all. Fancy, Souchey,
your mistress married to a filthy Jew!"
"For the matter of that, he isn't so filthy neither."
"An abominable Jew! But, Souchey, she will never fall out with him. We
must contrive that he shall quarrel with her.
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