"You were tendering information; I merely wished it to be correct, for which I must ask you to forgive me."
"Your Eminence is ironical. However, as I said, to return to the point. The public mind appears to be in a state of most lamentable excitement. The exact cause I do not pretend to understand. But if your intentions are what I hope they are, you can scarcely fail to perceive that you owe it to yourself to remedy a condition of affairs which already promises to be serious. I am told that there is a notion abroad that you have advanced pretensions which I am almost convinced you have not done. I wish you to inform me, and to give me authority to inform the public, who and what you are, and what is the purport of your presence here."
"I am He that you know not of."
"That, my dear sir, is the very point. I am advised that you are possessed of some singular powers. I wish to know who the person is who has these powers, and how he comes to have them."
"There is one of you that knows."
The young priest advanced, saying:
"I know You, Lord!"
The Stranger held out to him His hand.
"Welcome, friend!"
"My Lord and my Master!"
While they still stood hand in hand, the Stranger said:
"There are those that know Me, nor are they few. Yet what are they among so many? In all the far places of the world men call upon My Name, yet know so little of what is in their hearts that they would destroy Me for being He to whom they call."
"But shall the day never come when they shall know You?"
"Of themselves they must find Me out. Not by a miracle shall a man be brought unto the knowledge of G.o.d."
Cardinal De Vere said to the young priest:
"Your stock of information appears to be greater than that of your spiritual superiors, Father. At Louvain do they teach such forwardness, or is this an acquaintance of your seminary days?"
"Yes, Eminence, indeed, and of before them too. For this is our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, who died for us, yet lives again, to whose service I have dedicated my life, and your Eminence your life also."
"My son, let not your tongue betray you into speaking folly. For shame, my son, for shame!"
"But does not your Eminence know this is the Lord? Can you look upon His face and not see that it is He, or enter into His presence and not know that He is here?"
"Put a bridle upon that insolent tongue of yours. Come from that dangerous fellow."
"Fellow? Eminence, it is the Lord! It is the Lord!" He turned to the Stranger. "Lord Jesus, open the eyes of his Eminence, that he may see You, and his heart, that he may know that You are here!"
"Did I not say that no miracle shall bring a man to the knowledge of Me? If of himself he knows Me not, he will not know Me though I raise him out of h.e.l.l to heaven."
The young priest turned again to the Cardinal.
"But, Eminence, it is so strange! so wonderful! Your vocation is for Christ; you point always to His cross; you keep your eyes upon His face; and yet--and yet you do not know Him now that He is here! Oh, it is past believing! and you, sir, you are also a religious. Surely you know this is the Lord?"
This was to the Archbishop, who began to stammer:
"I--I know, my dear young friend, that you--you are saying some very extraordinary things--things which you--you ought to carefully consider before you--you utter them. Especially when I consider your--your almost tender years."
"Extraordinary things! It is the Lord! it is the Lord! How shall you wonder at those who denied Him at the first if you, who preach Him, deny Him now? Oh, Eminence! oh, sir! look and see. It is the Lord!"
"Silence, sir! Another word of the sort and you are excommunicated."
"For knowing it is the Lord?"
"For one thing, sir--for not knowing that on such matters Holy Church p.r.o.nounces. Did they teach you so badly at Louvain that you have still to learn that in the presence of authority it is the business of a little seminary priest to preserve a reverent silence? It is not for you to oppose your variations of the creed upon your spiritual superiors, but to receive, with a discreet meekness, and in silence, your articles of faith from them."
"If the Lord proclaims Himself, are His children to refuse Him recognition until the Church commands?"
"You had better return to your seminary, my son--and shall--to receive instruction in the rudiments of the Catholic faith."
"If for any cause the Church withholds its command, is the Lord to depart unrecognised?"
"Say nothing further, sir, till you have been with your confessor. I command you to be silent until then."
"Is, then, the Church against the Lord? It cannot be--it cannot be!"
The young priest turned to the Stranger with on his face surprise, fear, wonder. "Lord, of those that are here are You known to me alone?"
Ada came forward with her sisters.
"We also know the Lord."
The Stranger said:
"Is it not written that many are called, but few chosen? As it was, is now, and ever will be. It is well that you know Me, and these that are the daughters of one who knows Me as I would be known; and there are those that know Me nearly." With that He looked at Mr. Kinloch.
"Also here and there among the mult.i.tudes whom G.o.d has fashioned in His own image am I known, and in the hidden places of the world.
Where quiet is, there am I often. Men that strive with their fellows in the midst of the tumult for the seats of the mighty call much upon My Name, but have Me little in their hearts; there is not room. Those that make but little noise, but are content with the lower seats, waiting upon My Father"s will, they have Me much in their hearts, for there is room. Wherefore I beseech you to continue a little priest in a seminary, great in the knowledge of My Father, rather than a pillar of the Church, holding up heaven on your hands: for he that seeks to bear up heaven is of a surety cast down into h.e.l.l. Would, then, that all men might be little men, since in My Father"s presence they might have a better chance of standing high."
The Cardinal, holding himself very straight, went closer to the young priest. His voice was stern.
"Father Nevill, your parents were my friends; because of that I have attached you to my person; because, also, of that I am unwilling to see you put yourself outside the pale of Holy Church as becomes a fool rather than a man of sense. What hallucination blinds you I cannot say. Your condition is probably one which calls for a medical diagnosis rather than for mine. How you can be the even momentary victim of so poor an impostor is beyond my understanding. But it ill becomes such as I am to seek for explanations from such as you. Your part is to obey, and only to obey. Therefore I bid you instantly to leave this--fellow; bow your head, and seek with shame absolution for your grievous sin. Do this at once, or it will be too late."
When the young priest was about to reply, the Stranger, going to the Cardinal, looking him in the face, asked: "Am I an impostor?"
The Cardinal did his best to meet His look, and return Him glance for glance. Presently his eyes faltered; he looked down. His lips twitched as if to speak. His gaze returned to the Stranger"s countenance. But only for a moment. Suddenly he put up his hands before his face as if to shield it from the impact of the pain and sorrow which were in His eyes. He muttered:
"What have I to do with you?"
"Nothing; verily, and alas!"
"Why have you come to judge me before my time?"
"Your time comes soon."
The Cardinal, dropping his hands, straightened himself again, as if endeavouring to get another grip upon his courage.
"I lean on Holy Church. She will sustain me."