Now let us speak openly, Miss Marie. I have been watching you all the evening. You appear to me--what shall I call it--like a mouse before a cat! You need a protector; some one in whom you can confide, some one----
Marie.
And so you would like to be my father confessor! Eh, Pastor?
Pastor.
You know very well we do not have that institution in the Protestant Church, though at times it might prove a blessing----
Marie.
[Mischievously.] And then again it might not?
Pastor.
You are quite right. We should all rely more upon ourselves----