Father Paul screwed up his eyes and looked amusedly at his questioner.
"This is the first time that I have ever heard any pretty girl say that," he replied, with a smile of satisfaction. "If you think it wrong, my daughter, it is wrong. Ask your conscience."
"That is all very well," returned Stella, laughing; but conscience does not tell people everything. It doesn't tell me to turn out my toes, for instance."
"Yes, it tells you to turn out your toes when once you have learnt that to turn out your toes is right. In the same way it only tells you to do right when once you have learnt what right is."
"That is exactly what my conscience wants to be taught, then. You see, Father Paul, I have no experience."
"Neither have I," said Father Paul, good humouredly. "Did any one ever hear of a young girl asking advice from a confirmed old bachelor in matters of love?"
"Well, tell me what you think, Father Paul."
