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264 But, he is not a faithful Catholic!

We will convert him!

Yes! Yes!

I forbid, My daughters, you attempt that subject. Nay,

Weary him not he might less oft come here!

But… God…

Nay, never fear! God knows him well!

But—every Saturday, when he arrives, He tells me, 'Sister, I eat meat on Friday!'

Ah! says he so? Well, the last time he came

Food had not passed his lips for two whole days!

Mother!

He's poor.

Who told you so, dear Mother?