"Say rather the shadow of a great rock in a weary land, or a well of water in desert places.

I shall be ready to accompany you upon a journey after I lay in these few necessaries.

The Lord hath given me manna in the wilderness--even as the ravens fed Elijah so hath He succored me--and 'twould be sin to make mock of His mercy." "Very well; only hurry and follow my lead." "Will you not carry the torch to help guide ?" he questioned, peering doubtfully into the yawning black opening.
"No; the light would serve to betray us to any spying eyes.

Perhaps that frightened priest may deem us spirits, and muster courage to come creeping back.

If so, it will be best for him to find things here unchanged, although in faith he will scarcely doubt we possess earthly appetites when he notes your onslaught on the sacred food.