“Prince Florizel walked with Mr. Rolls to the very door of the small hotel where he lived. They talked a lot, and the young man was more than once moved to tears by Florizel’s stern and at the same time gentle reproaches. “I’ve ruined my life,” said Mr. Rolls at the end. - Help me, tell me what to do. Alas! I have neither the virtues of a shepherd nor the dexterity of a swindler. “You are already humiliated,” said the prince, “the rest is not in my power.” In repentance, a person turns to the ruler of heaven, not to those on earth. However, if you allow me, I will give you advice: go as a colonist to Australia, there find yourself a simple job in the open air and try to forget that you were once a priest and that you came across this damned stone...”