For the first time since--you know--the knife--your mother--I lost self-control.

I shall have to answer for it to my God--" He stretched out his arms and looked haggardly at Paul.

"But it is God's will.

It is God's will that I should voice His message to the Empire.

Paul, Paul, my beloved son--you cannot flout Almighty God." "Your God doesn't happen to be my God," said Paul, once more suspicious--and now hideously so--of religious mania.