"Have you known real loneliness?"
"I believe every man and woman has known that the soul is alone."
Molly shook her head.
"That is a mood; mine was a permanent state. Have you ever known what it is to see God's will on one side, and all possibilities of human happiness, glory, success, and pleasure, opposed to it?"
The young man blushed deeply.
"Yes, I have."
Molly was checked.
"I forgot," she answered; "but still you don't understand. You were an intimate friend of God when He asked you for the sacrifice, whereas I—I had only an inkling, a suspicion of that Love. Besides, you were not asked to give all your possessions to your enemies! No; too much has been asked of me."
"Can too much be asked where all has been given?" asked Father Molyneux.
"That is an old point for a sermon," said Molly wearily. "You don't understand; you are of no use to me. Good-bye! I don't think I shall come again."