Straightway there descends a dove white as snow, bearing in its beak an ampulla full of chrism sent from heaven.

The heavenly oil emits a delicious perfume, which intoxicates the multitude with a delight such as they had never experienced before that hour.

The holy Bishop takes the ampulla, sprinkles the baptismal water with chrism, and straightway the dove vanishes.
At the sight of so great a miracle of grace, the King, transported with joy, renounces Satan and his pomps and his works.

He demands instant baptism, and bends over the fountain of life.[310] [Footnote 310: Gregoire de Tours, _Le livre des miracles_, ed.
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