“Oh, if that day after tomorrow, that Sunday, might never come!” he exclaimed suddenly, this time in utter despair. “Why could not this one week be without a Sunday⁠— si le miracle existe ? What would it be to Providence to blot out one Sunday from the calendar? If only to prove His power to the atheists et que tout soit dit ! Oh, how I loved her! Twenty years, these twenty years, and she has never understood me!”

“But of whom are you talking? Even I don’t understand you!” I asked, wondering.