But she met the warning eye of the man himself, calm and resolute, she saw the suffering in the face, endured with what composure! and she felt instantly that she must obey him, and that--who could tell ?--his plan might be the best in the end.

She looked at the Cure anxiously.

What would he say and do?
In the Cure's heart and mind a great struggle was going on.

All his inherent prejudice, the hereditary predisposition of centuries, the ingrain hatred of atheism, were alive in him, hardening his mind against the man before him.

His first impulse was to let Charley take his fate at the hands of the people of Chaudiere, whatever it might be.