After Mass, when we were children, Jacob, do you remember how you and I used to ridicule the Catholics? We ridiculed the outlandish costumes of the priests, the endless gory pictures of the crucifixion, the genuflecting to the bits of bones of the saints, the wafer and wine and eating the flesh and drinking the blood.” Franco’s voice rose. “Jewish or Catholic . . . there is no difference . . . It is madness. It is all madness.”
