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Rh (loudly and with great severity) I, your Bishop, command it.

(shamefacedly) Monseigneur, I'm glad I didn't get away with them, curse me, I am. I'm glad.

. Now won't you sleep here, see your bed is ready.

. No! (looking at the candlesticks) No! no! I daren't, I daren't—besides I must go on, I must get to Paris, it is big, and I—I can be lost there, they won't find me there and I must travel at night, do you understand?

. I see you must travel by night.

. I—I didn't believe there was any good in the world—one doesn't when one has been in Hell, but somehow I—I know you're good and, and it's a queer thing to ask but—but could you, would you bless me before I go—I—I think it would help me. I—(hangs his head very shamefacedly)

(Makes sign of the cross and murmurs blessing).

(tries to speak but a sob almost chokes him) Good night, (he hurries towards the door)

. Stay, my son, you have forgotten your property (giving him the candlesticks).

. You mean me—you want me to take them?

. Please, they may help you.

. And, my son. There is a path through the woods at the back of this cottage which leads to Paris, it is a very lonely path, and I have noticed that my good friends the gendarmes do not like lonely paths at night. It is curious.