“Would you advise me to do it?” “Would you do it?” “Klemm, you have seen too much of my character for me to affect to conceal much from you. I repeat it, I do not find myself disposed to any sanctimonious display of piety; I cannot and will not submit myself to the mortifying sacraments of the church. But if I could play the hypocrite, I would not deceive Louise if I could; and I suppose it is an evidence of my want of love for her now, that I will not do this to secure her as my wife. What say you?” “I will answer you to-morrow,” said Klemm, as he hastily left the room. “All gone! all impressions of piety erased, all holy resolutions abandoned, all faith shipwrecked, all progress given up, all religion relinquished; yet what is that last sentiment he utters, ‘I would not deceive her even to make her my wife.’ Surely while the sentiments of religion are clouded, while their effect is denied, they are lying deep in the heart, buried, but not lost—silent, unseen, but surely not dead.” Adolph was recovering slowly, and his nurse sought to comfort him with the assurance that he would soon be allowed to return home upon a furlough. “Why should I desire to return home,” said Adolph, “a wreck of what I have been—a wreck in mind and body, my health ruined and my faith destroyed? I take back nothing which caused my departure to be regretted.” “You have heard, then, that Louise, apprised of your situation, has resolved to discard you?” “No, I have not heard it, but I feel it; and, moreover, I cannot and will not impose upon her faith in me.” “I think if you could resolve to resume your religious duties there, notwithstanding all that has passed here, though she should know it all, she would receive you. But shall I invite a priest into your room?” “To have me laughed at by the whole regiment. I have little to confess that I have not told you—nothing, indeed, that you may not fully understand by what I have said.” “But I have no functions to grant absolution, whatever you may confess.” “Has any one more than you have? Is not the whole system one of priestcraft? What do priests know more than I do, and for what are they seeking to bring me under their care, unless to augment their power, and increase their comforts?” “Perhaps you have an inclination to listen to teachers of another creed? They are in the next town.” “Oh no, they are all alike in one thing, however they may differ in other matters, to rule others and help themselves.” “Was Father Rudolph of that class?” “No, apparently not—but how do _you_ know Father Rudolph? Or how did you know that I was acquainted with him?” Klemm bit his lip—“It is not difficult to ascertain who have been your friends, as in your delirium you were very free with their names.” “Did I repeat _her_ name.” “Only as Louise. But you are apparently set against the clergy.” “Yes.”