11/16 "I have left it in order to follow the Master. Do you know Him, Simon ?" He had whispered the last words behind the back of the Master, who sat silent on the bench, and looked out over the calm waters. He seemed to be enjoying the rest; the breeze played softly with His hair, As a protection from the sun's rays John had fashioned a piece of cloth into a sort of turban and wound it round his head. He looked with amusement at the reflection of the head-dress in the water. The mountains were enveloped in a grey mist which, pierced by the lightning, moved slowly downwards. |