"They have no sense of honour," said Lily seriously.
Nicholas looked at her quizzically.
"How many Catholics have you known, Lily?"
"I was at school at a convent for a very little while, when I was ten, but I certainly didn't get to know anybody there very well. I don't think I should have been allowed to have a Catholic friend."
"Well, I think if I were you I shouldn't judge them quite so severely until you've had some experience of them. I have some very good friends among Catholics, and some of them priests, into the bargain."
Lily looked at her husband, rather bewildered.
"One must respect any sincere form of belief, don't you think?" he said gently, "even though one doesn't happen to share it. It's pure accident that you or I weren't born of Buddhist parents, after all."
"Do you mean that you don't think it matters much what Church one belongs to?"
"I don't think it matters in the least. How can it? The great thing is to try and keep straight, isn't it?"
Nicholas remained meditative for a moment.