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"He?" said Don Roderick; "he knows as much of it as you do,

cousin. Is it not so, father?"

Father Christopher made no reply; but to himself he said, "submit

thyself to every insult for the sake of those for whom thou art

here."

"It may be so," said the count; "but the father--how is the

father called?"

"Father Christopher," replied more than one.

"But, Father Christopher, your reverend worship, with your maxims

you would turn the world upside down-without challenges! without

blows! Farewell, the point of honour! Impunity to ruffians!

Happily, the thing is impossible."

"Stop, doctor," cried Don Roderick, wishing to divert the dispute

from the original antagonists. "You are a good man for an

argument; what have you to say to the father?"