"Yes, Father," agreed Rudolph, feeling a little frightened.
"What are you going to be when you grow up?"
"Well, I was going to be a baseball-player for a while," answered Rudolph nervously, "but I don't think that's a very good ambition, so I think I'll be an actor or a Navy officer."
Again the priest stared at him.
"I see exactly what you mean," he said, with a fierce air.
Rudolph had not meant anything in particular, and at the implication that he had, he became more uneasy.
"This man is crazy," he thought, "and I'm scared of him. He wants me to help him out some way, and I don't want to."
"You look as if things went glimmering," cried Father Schwartz wildly. "Did you ever go to a party?"
"Yes, Father."
"And did you notice that everybody was properly dressed? That's what I mean. Just as you went into the party there was a moment when everybody was properly dressed. Maybe two little girls were standing by the door and some boys were leaning over the banisters, and there were bowls around full of flowers."