The sense of loneliness was gone.

An Unseen Presence seemed with him.

The thought of prayer throbbed through his helpless spirit, like the uplifting beat of strong white wings.
"O God," he said, "Thou seemest to me as a stranger, when I meet Thee on mine own life's way.

I know Thee as Babe divine; I know Thee, crucified; I know Thee risen, and ascending in such clouds of glory as hide Thee from mine earthbound sight.

But, if Thou hast drawn near along the rocky footpath of each day's common happenings, then have mine eyes indeed been holden, and I knew Thee not." Hugh stood motionless, his eyes on the glory of the sunset battlements.
And into his mind there came, as clearly as if that moment uttered, the words of Father Gervaise: "He ever liveth to make intercession for us." The Knight raised his right arm.