“—He used afterwards to sing. It was at that moment the fire kindled.”
“I wish it would set mine on fire.”
“Perhaps the fire is already kindled.”
“Nay, think of last night.”
“And what makes thee loathe last night? Other young men do not loathe such follies.”
“Shame, I suppose.”
“And what gives thee that divine shame? It is not thine own sinful nature. There is something in thee which is not of self.”
“You think so? Oh, you think so?”
“Indeed I do.”
“Then you give me fresh hope.”