“Finding out for yourself,” echoed Chator with a look of alarm. “I say, you’re an absolute Protestant.”
“Oh, no I’m not,” contradicted Michael. “I’m a Catholic.”
“But you set yourself up above the Church.”
“When did I?” demanded Michael.
“Just now.”
“Because I said that harebells were ripping flowers?”
“You said a lot more than that,” objected Chator.
“What did I say?” Michael parried.
“Well, I can’t exactly remember what you said.”
“Then what’s the use of saying I’m a Protestant?” cried Michael in triumph. “I think I’ll play footer again next term,” he added inconsequently.