"There is no such thing as differing about right and wrong," answered Donna Francesca, with a little impatience. "Right is right, and wrong is wrong. You cannot possibly believe that you have done right. Therefore you know that you have done wrong."
"That sort of logic assumes God at the expense of man," said Griggs, calmly.
Francesca looked up with a startled expression in her eyes, for she was shocked, though she did not understand him.
"God is good, and man is sinful," she answered, in the words of her simple faith.
"Why?" asked Griggs, gravely.
He waited for her answer to the most tremendous question which man can ask, and he knew that she could not answer him, though she might satisfy herself.
"I have never talked about religion with an atheist," she said at last, slowly pushing her needle through the heavy satin.
"I am not an atheist, Princess."
"A Protestant, then—"
"I am not a Protestant. I am a Catholic, as you are."