That is between you and God." The Cure spoke firmly, for he wanted the man at the window to clearly understand.
"But if there are the sins of others, and you know, and they trouble your soul, M'sieu' ?" "You have nothing to do with the sins of others; it is enough to repent of your own sins.

The priest has nothing to do with any sins but those confessed by the sinner to himself.

Your own sins are your sole concern to-night, Margot." The woman's face seemed to clear a little, and her eyes wandered to the man at the window with less anxiety.

Charley was wondering whether, after all, she would have the courage to keep her word, whether spiritual terror would surmount the moral attitude of honour.

He was also wondering how much right he had to put the strain upon the woman in her desperate hour.