"Man alive!" cried the bishop. "I do not care to preserve a record of my superiors' humiliation," said George, again in his didactic recitative. "I see that Mr. Rose knows how to behave nobly, as you said, Frank," the cardinal commented. "Only now and then, Eminency. One cannot be always posing. But I long ago had arranged to do that, if you ever should give me the opportunity. And now," he paused--and continued, "you concede my facts?" "We may not deny them, Mr. Rose." "Then, now that I in my turn have placed myself in your hands" (again he was reciting), "I must have a sum of money"--(that paradoxical "must" was quite in his best manner)--"I must have a sum of money equal to the value of all the work which I have done since 1892, and of which I have been--for which I have not been paid. I must have five thousand pounds." "And the amount of your debts, and a solatium for the sufferings----" "You no more can solace me for my sufferings than you can revest me with ability to love my neighbour. The paltry amount of my debts concerns me and my creditors, and no one else. If I had been paid for my work I should have had no debts. When I am paid, I shall pay." "The five thousand pounds are yours, Mr. Rose." "But who is being robbed----" "My dear child!" from the cardinal; and "George!" from the bishop. "Robbed, Eminency. Don't we all know the Catholic manner of robbing Peter to pay Paul? I repeat, who is being robbed that I may be paid? For I refuse to touch a farthing diverted from religious funds, or extracted from the innocuous devout." "You need not be alarmed on that score. Your history is well-known to many of us, as you know: latterly it has deeply concerned some of us, as perhaps you do not know. And one who used to call himself your friend, who--ha--promised never to let you sink--and let you sink,--one who acquiesced when others wronged you, has now been moved to place ten thousand pounds at my disposal, in retribution, as a sort of sin-offering. I intend to use it for your rehabilitation, Mr. Rose,--well then for your enfranchisement. Now that we understand each other, I shall open an account--have you a banking account though?--very good: I will open an account in your name at Coutts's on my way back to Pimlico." "I must know the name of that penitent sinner: for quite a score have said as much as Your Eminency has quoted." "Edward Lancaster." "I might have guessed it. Well, he never will miss it--it's just a drop of his ocean--I think I can do as much with it as he can.--Eminency, give him my love and say that I will take five thousand pounds: not more. The rest--oh, I know: I hand it to Your Eminency to give to converted clergymen who are harassed with wives, or to a sensible secular home for working boys, or to the Bishop of Caerleon for his dreadful diocese. Yes, divide it between them." The prelates stood up to go. George kneeled; and received benedictions.