“I am a Catholic,” he said simply; and closed his eyes again for prayer, as the voice cried brutally:
“In your Catholicism all treason is contained.”
Again a murmur from the crowd.
Then a new voice from the black group of ministers called out:
“Mr. Campion, Mr. Campion, leave that popish stuff, and say, ‘Christ have mercy on me.’”
Again the priest opened his eyes.
“You and I are not one in religion, sir, wherefore I pray you content yourself. I bar none of prayer, but I only desire them of the household of faith to pray with me; and in mine agony to say one creed.”
Again he closed his eyes.
“Pater noster qui es in cælis.”...
“Pray in English, pray in English!” shouted a voice from the minister’s group.