I watched the fellow's face narrowly, yet read nothing save reckless indifference.
"Ah! the gay Chevalier.

Faith, I doubt not he hath grave need of thee and thy paternosters ere he find peace.

Yet surely, _padre_, 'twas with him you were this very afternoon, while I was on guard before.

I marvel greatly he should care for your company so much.

Saints, he seems scarcely of the kidney to take kindly to so many prayers." I felt a chill sweep across me even at this slight check.