I don't know what; it may be for us or against us.

But he is a Mason, remember that....

Well, well; I dare say I'm an old fool.

Good-night." "One moment, father," said Percy slowly.

"Do you mean--?
Good Lord! What do you mean ?" He stopped, looking at the other.
The old priest stared back under his bushy eyebrows; it seemed to Percy as if he, too, were afraid of something in spite of his easy talk; but he made no sign.
* * * * * Percy stood perfectly still a moment when the door was shut.