The Golden Lion of Granpere by Anthony Trollope
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down as she was bidden.
'But, my dear, it is needful that your friends should talk to you. I am sure that you have too much sense to think that a young woman like yourself should refuse to hear her friends.' Marie had it almost on her tongue to tell the priest that the only friends to whom she chose to listen were her uncle and her aunt, but she thought that it might perhaps be better that she should remain silent. 'Of course, my dear, a young person like you must know that she must walk by advice, and I am sure you must feel that no one can give it you more fittingly than your own priest.' Then he took a large pinch of snuff. 'If it were anything to do with the Church,--yes,' she said. 'And this has to do with the Church, very much. Indeed I do not know how any of our duties in this life cannot have to do with the Church. There can be no duty omitted as to which you would not acknowledge that it was necessary that you should get absolution from your priest.' 'But that would be in the church,' said Marie, not quite knowing how to make good her point. 'Whether you are in the church or out of it, is just the same. If you were sick and in bed, would your priest be nothing to you then?' 'But I am quite well, Father Gondin.' 'Well in health; but sick in spirit,--as I am sure you must own. |
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