Only tell her this, that I, Paulus, gave him this wound in a moment of rage, and to forgive me if she can, she and Petrus.

And you too forgive me that in which I have sinned against you, and if I should fall in the battle which awaits us, pray that the Lord may not be too hard upon me in the day of judgment, for my sins are great and many." At this moment the sound of the trumpets sounded even into the deepest recess of the cave.

Sirona started.

"That is the Roman tuba," she exclaimed.

"I know the sound--Phoebicius is coming this way." "He is doing his duty," replied Paulus.