"That says nothing; or rather it says they preferred suffering to insult. O Annie! Annie! I had not dreamed you would lend yourself to persecution like this."
"Young man," said Sir Philip, who now entered the room, "I am master in my own house; I have heard your conversation with Lady Conway in regard to your protégé. I will have no papists here, nor any encouragement given to them; and the day that Lady Conway holds communication again with papists, or with suspected papists, without my sanction, that day she ceases to abide under one roof with me."
Annie looked as if she wished that day were already come, but she said nothing. Eugene was watching her and he whispered: "Wives must obey their husbands, Annie, in all that is not sin. Adieu, I blame you no longer; I see where the fault lies. Adieu once more." And Eugene hastened from the house without trusting himself to reply to the haughty speech of it's master.
The whisper had been observed; a frown darkened Sir Philips brow, "Your brother has forgotten the forms of good breeding," he said, "to enter a gentleman's house and treat him with contempt. Is that what the Catholic religion enjoins?"
"The Catholic religion! What do I know of the Catholic religion? How should that influence our actions?"
"You do not favor Catholics in your heart, I suppose, my lady?"
"Not as Catholics. My regard for Euphrasie had no reference to religion at all."
"A nice distinction, learnt of the Jesuits, I suppose."
"I never saw a Jesuit that I am aware of," said Annie.
And thus the pair parted, to meet again and jar, and live in jarring discord every day.