Such high souls are made for crucifixion." "And you ?" I asked; and beneath my smile was the seriousness of the anxiety of love.
"Not I," he laughed back.

"I may be executed, or assassinated, but I shall never be crucified.

I am planted too solidly and stolidly upon the earth." "But why should you bring about the crucifixion of the Bishop ?" I asked.
"You will not deny that you are the cause of it." "Why should I leave one comfortable soul in comfort when there are millions in travail and misery ?" he demanded back.
"Then why did you advise father to accept the vacation ?" "Because I am not a pure, exalted soul," was the answer.

"Because I am solid and stolid and selfish.

Because I love you and, like Ruth of old, thy people are my people.