When all was ready he was led to the breach.

At that awful moment, his eye met mine, and I shall never forget the look.

I might have saved him if I had spoken, but I would not speak.

I turned away, and he was thrust into the breach.

A fearful cry then rang in my ears, but it was instantly drowned by the mallets of the masons employed to fasten up the stone." There was a pause for a few moments, broken only by the sobs of the abbot.