They had tried to gratify him, but their distance from any town or monastery had prevented it; and they now, therefore, hailed Father Ambrose almost as sent from heaven to save a sinner by absolution ere he died.
This tale was told as the monk and novice hastened with.

Perez to his house.

The poor inhabitants thronged his path to crave a blessing, and proffer every attention their simple means afforded.

Fearing for Marie, Julien's only care was for the supposed novice; and therefore Perez, at his request, eagerly led her to a large comfortable chamber, far removed from the bustle of the house, and left her to repose.
But repose was not at that moment possible, even though her slightly returning strength was exhausted, from the fatigue of a long day's travel.

Fruit and cakes were before her; but, though her mouth was parched and dry, she turned from them in loathing; and interminable seemed the space till Father Ambrose returned.