Coffee heretics
This from an old travelogue I read recently. This happened while the author was passing through a village in Switzerland in the early 1900s.
In his shoes, I would have done the same!
I also asked him for coffee, and as he refused it I took him to be a heretic and went down the road making up verses against all such, and singing them loudly through the forest…
-Hilaire Belloc, The Path to Rome, p.164
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