Afterward, when his director gave him leave to spend his passion, he had made a habit of this daily perdition and would redeem the same by ecstasies of faith, which were full of pious humility.

Very naively he offered heaven, by way of expiatory anguish, the abominable torment from which he was suffering.

This torment grew and increased, and he would climb his Calvary with the deep and solemn feelings of a believer, though steeped in a harlot's fierce sensuality.

That which made his agony most poignant was this woman's continued faithlessness.

He could not share her with others, nor did he understand her imbecile caprices.