It was a masterpiece of that great craftsman and artist and of untold value.

Cheiron silently thrilled with the delight of it--but Halcyone spoke.
"I am glad Ancestor Timothy suggested selling it," she said.

"I would never keep a crucifix, the emblem of sorrow and pain.

For me, Christ is always glorified and happy in heaven.

Now what must we do, Master?
Must we at once tell the aunts?
But I will not consent to anyone knowing of this staircase.