"I have set my heart on nailing him to our blessed faith as that cross is fixed to the pillar yonder--'I will fasten him like a nail in a sure place,' says the Book.

I take it hard that my friend Dauphin will not help me on the way.

Suppose the man were evil, then the Church should try to snatch him like a brand from the burning.

But suppose that in his past there was no wrong necessary to be hidden in the present--and this I believe with all my heart; suppose that he was wronged, not wronging: then how much more should the Church strive to win him to the light! Why, man, have you no pride in Holy Church?
I am ashamed of you, Dauphin, with your great intelligence, your wide reading.

With our knowledge of the world we should be broader." The Seigneur's eyes were turned away, for there was in them at once humour and a suspicious moisture.