He said but little.”
“Little!” he rejoin’d;
“That little was too much! Nay, never more—
Yet hold.”—And here he paused.—“The priest has power—
Yes, now I think of it, it need not all
Be darkness; no.—The priest—one clew there is
May clear this labyrinth.—The priest, he may,—
He shall an absolution get; yes, yes,
An absolution, that shall make us right.”
And then my father, in his hopeful way,