But it was all different.

Her Bible told that we must love people, but love everybody, always, all times; and this black book said that we must kill them with swords, and dash them against stones, and pray bad things to happen to them.

It stood to reason that it was not the same Bible, _hein_?
At this Jacques De Arthenay started, and took himself by the hair with both hands, as he did when something moved him strongly.

"Those were bad people, Mary!" he cried.

"Don't you see?
they withstood the Elect, and they were slain.