I sprang up terrified. “Roberto, be silent!”
He looked at me with a wild incredulous smile. “Poor simple man of God!” he said.
“I would not exchange my simplicity for yours—the dupe of envy’s first malicious whisper!”
“Envy—you think that?”
“Is it questionable?”
“You would stake your life on it?”
“My life!”
“Your faith?”
“My faith!”
“Your vows as a priest?”