His face looked as though he had slept but little, as though his nights had been passed in watching and prayer, as was indeed the case.

He had an air of calm, resolute courage and hopefulness, though it was plain that he knew the danger of his position, and was fully alive to the peril which menaced him.
Sir Oliver placed the paper in his hand, and watched him silently whilst he perused it.

When he had finished he handed it back, and stood for a moment looking out of the window with an expression of thoughtful concentration on his face.

At the end of a few moments he looked up quickly, and said: "You and yours will attend, Sir Oliver ?" "Yes; we must needs do that.

But you ?" Brother Emmanuel lifted his head and threw it back with a gesture of resolution and independence.
"Sir Oliver," he said, "upon the day when your household is bidden to the priory, I cease, by the command of my superior, to be a member of this household.