He made a sort of speciality in latter-day miracles.
Did this woman want a son to put a graceful finish to her family of daughters, he could tell her of some little-known pilgrimage in the mountains which rarely failed.
"Go," he would say.

"Go there, and say your prayer.

It is the right thing to do.

The air of the mountains is delightful.

The journey diverts the mind." In all of which he was quite right.