Have faith for what? Why, plainly, that I shall
Be saved from hell by him, and ta'en to heaven;
What is salvation else? If I believe,
Then he will save me! But, so, this his _will_
Has no existence till that I believe;
And there is nothing for my faith to rest on,
No object for belief. How can I trust
In that which is not? Send the salad, Cosmo.
Besides, 'twould be a plenary indulgence;
To all intents save one, most plenary--
And that the Church's coffer. 'Tis absurd.

_Monk_.
'Tis most absurd, as you have clearly shown.
And yet I fear some of us have been nibbling
At this same heresy. 'Twere well that one
Should find it poison. I have no pique at him--
But there's that Julian!--

_Stephen_.
Hush! speak lower, friend.

_Two_ Monks _farther down the table--in a low tone_.

_1st Monk_.
Where did you find her?

_2nd Monk_.
She was taken ill
At the Star-in-the-East. I chanced to pass that way,