Mr. Barringcourt’s lips set. “You make a great stir about nothing,” said he.
“I don’t forget the awkward time at which she spoke.”
“And when do you propose to send out the summons?”
“On New Year’s Day. A public trial and an ecclesiastical court.”
“And you as judge?”
“Oh, no! There is Golden Priest Ferdinand. I take no further steps in the matter publicly.”
“And the punishment?”
“Life-time imprisonment.”
Mr. Barringcourt looked at him and laughed.
“You laugh? After all, it is worth nothing better. People must be taught a proper respect for established religion.”