" That he might was an awful conception, and yet, somehow, I could keep it at bay; which, moreover, as we lingered there, was what I succeeded in practically proving. What with your name and your ideas--Are you Irish at all? --Come with me now to the office of arms and I will show you the tree of my family, said Stephen. We will not use our friendship to impose on their sovereignty, for our own sovereignty is not for sale. When evening had fallen he left the house, and the first touch of the damp dark air and the noise of the door as it closed behind him made ache again his conscience, lulled by prayer and tears.