What was there to fear in such things as these?
Still, so greatly did I fear that I sank to my knees and began to pray once more, this time to the blessed Saviour himself, since I was sure that none else could help me.
"When I looked up again the chair was no longer empty.

Hugh, a man sat in it, of whom I thought at first only one thing--that he must be very strong, though not bigger than other men.

Strength seemed to flow from him.

I should not have wondered if he had placed his hands upon the massive sides of that stone chair and torn it asunder." "What was he like, Father?
Samson or Goliath ?" "I never saw either, son, so cannot say.

But what was he like?
Oh, I cannot say that either, although still I see him in my heart.