“I believe that there have been holy men and women.”
“And dost thou invoke them?”
“Do you mean, pray to them?”
“Dost thou beg of them to intercede for thee?”
“No, indeed, not I!”
“Did I ever see such ignorance! And thou wilt not learn.”
“I will learn of my father, and no one else. I am sure he does not believe half the rubbish you do.”
“Sancta Hilaria, or a pro nobis!”
“What language is that?” innocently asked Beatrice.
“The holy tongue, of course.”