Gregorius Pedro: Well, why not he? He is holy as any, fasts as often as any, wears coarser clothing than most of us, and once scourged a woman because she looked at our youngest—scourged her right willingly.
Lucullus Severus: Yet, Brother Antoninus!
Gregorius Pedro: Yet, why not?
Lucullus Severus: We knew him, somehow. One does not know the blessed saints of heaven.
Gregorius Pedro: No, no indeed. I never thought to see such a thing on earth; and now, now ... you say it is certain?
Lucullus Severus: Certain.
Gregorius Pedro: Ah, well. It seemed like it, it seemed like it for some days. At first I thought I had looked too long through our eastern window, I thought it was the sun that had dazzled my eyes; and then, then it was clearly something else.
Lucullus Severus: It is certain now.
Gregorius Pedro: Ah, well.
Lucullus Severus (sitting beside him, sighs): I grudge him nothing.