Blanchard, who was reckoned a worthy, pious divine, but
quite of the moral cast, who joined us; and we three walked on,
and rested together in the fields. My companion did not seem to
like him, but, nevertheless, regarded him frequently with deep
attention, and there were several times, while he seemed
contemplating him, and trying to find out his thoughts, that his
face became so like Mr. Blanchard's that it was impossible to
have distinguished the one from the other. The antipathy between
the two was mutual, and discovered itself quite palpably in a
short time. When my companion the prince was gone, Mr.
Blanchard asked me anent him, and I told him that he was a
stranger in the city, but a very uncommon and great personage.
Mr. Blanchard's answer to me was as follows: "I never saw
anybody I disliked so much in my life, Mr. Robert; and if it be
true that he is a stranger here, which I doubt, believe me he is
come for no good."
"Do you not perceive what mighty powers of mind he is
possessed of?" said I, "and also how clear and unhesitating he is
on some of the most interesting points of divinity?"
"It is for his great mental faculties that I dread him," said he.
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