\"Boorish，Mr。Macfarren？Letmetellyou，sir，thatheisaHighlandgentleman，thesonofaHighlandgentlewoman，andboorishnessisimpossibletohim。\"
\"Well，thatmaybetoostrong，Doctor，butyoudonotunderstandoursocietyhere。WehavealargenumberofpeopleofgoodfamilyfromtheoldcountryandfromtheEast，andinordertoreachthemwerequireamanwhohasmovedingoodsociety。\"
\"Well，sir，\"saidtheSuperintendent，\"JesusChristwouldnothavesuitedyoursocietyhere，forHewasamanofveryhumblebirth，andmovedinverylowcircles。\"AndwithoutfurtherwordheturnedfromMacfarrentogreetFatherMike，whohadenteredthestore。
\"Delightedtoseeyouagain，Bishop，\"saidFatherMike。\"Wearealwaysgladtoseeyoueventhoughyouareoutsidethepale。\"
\"Dependsuponwhichpaleyoumean，FatherMike，\"saidtheSuperintendent，shakinghimwarmlybythehand。