The ancient bishop contrives, however, to visit his condemned flock, bearing consolation, courage, and, above all, the blessed sacrament, with him. To each and all he addressed himself according to their needs; if he, too, staid a little longer with Lotis than with the others, it arose out of a previous conversation, and because he wished to promote a holy work.
"My daughter, do you know who has stirred up this accusation against you?"
"I rather guess than know it, father. What have I done to draw down Chione's hatred?"
"She is jealous of Magas in your regard. She cannot appreciate the depth of Christian devotedness; she can understand selfish aims alone."
"Poor Chione!"
"Do you, from your heart, forgive her?"
"I have not thought about forgiveness; I pity her too much."
"Do you remember the conversation we had years ago?"
"About laying down my life for her? Father, I do."
"Are you willing to do so now?"