"Set a watch, Bigot, and let two men go down for water.
I hear frogs below.

You do not fear to be moonstruck, Madame ?" "I prefer this," she answered in a low voice.
"Houses are for monks and nuns!" he rejoined heartily.

"Give me God's heaven." "The earth is His, but we deface it," she murmured, reverting to her thoughts, and unconscious that it was to him she spoke.
He looked at her sharply, but the fire was not yet kindled; and in the gloaming her face was a pale blot undecipherable.

He stood a moment, but she did not speak again; and Madame St.Lo bustling up, he moved away to give an order.

By-and-by the fires burned up, and showed the pillared aisle in which they sat, small groups dotted here and there on the floor of Nature's cathedral.