Mauprat by George Sand
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The abbe hesitated, and asked if the laws of conscience were not in this case at variance with the laws of the land; and if the judges had a right to ask a man to reveal a secret intrusted to his honour, and to make him break his word. "You have taken an oath here in the name of Christ to tell the truth, the whole truth," was the reply. "It is for you to judge whether this oath is not more solemn than any you may have made previously." "But, if I had received this secret under the seal of the confessional," said the abbe, "you certainly would not urge me to reveal it." "I believe, Monsieur l'Abbe," said the president, "that it is some time since you confessed any one." At this unbecoming remark I noticed an expression of mirth on John Mauprat's face--a fiendish mirth, which brought back to me the man as I knew him of old, convulsed with laughter at the sight of suffering and tears. The annoyance which the abbe felt at this personal attack gave him the courage which might otherwise have been wanting. He remained for a few moments with downcast eyes. They thought that he was humiliated; but, as soon as he raised his head, they saw his eyes flashing with the malicious obstinacy of the priest. "All things considered," he said, in the most gentle tone, "I think that my conscience bids me keep this secret; I shall keep it." |
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