"It seems that it was only in the Old Testament that Heaven interfered with human iniquity.
Why it does not rain fire and brimstone on the Chateau de Bellecour passes the understanding of a good Christian.

I'll swear that in neither Sodom nor Gomorrah was villainy more rampant." The stranger plucked at his sleeve to remind him of the presence of the servants from the Chateau.

Duhamel turned to them.
"I will keep him concealed here until he is able to get about," he assured them.

"Then I shall find him the means to leave the province." But Gilles shook his head, and his companion grunted an echo of his disapproval.
"That will not serve, master," he answered sullenly.

"What if the Seigneur should have word of his presence here?
It is over-dangerous.
Someone may see him.