"Then tell me why you sent for Father Matthieu."
The light was dim, as I have said, yet I could see the faint flush spread from neck to cheek.
"You are not of the Church, Monsieur John. You would not understand if I should tell you."
"I think I understand without your telling. You said Sir Francis Falconnet had asked for you."
"'Twas you who drove me to say it."
"Because I tried to warn you?"
"Because you would be vengeful when you should have been forgiving."
"'Twas not revenge, just then, though while I live I shall have ample cause to hate this man."
"What was it, then?"
"It was love; love for you, and—and Richard Jennifer."