"You have returned, not merely in time, but with two days to spare.

Was there ever fleeter messenger! Indeed my choice was well made and my trust well placed.

Now you must sup and then take a much-needed rest, dear lad; and to-morrow tell me if you had need to spend more than I gave you." Raising his voice, the Bishop called his Chaplain; whereupon that sinister figure at once appeared in the doorway.
The Bishop gave orders concerning the entertaining of the young Esquire of Berchelai; then added; "And let the chapel be lighted, Father Benedict.

So soon as the aurora appears in the east, I shall celebrate mass, in thanksgiving for the blessing of a letter from the Holy Father, and for the safe return of my messenger.

I shall not need your presence nor that of any of the brethren, save those whose watch it chances to be.