'Master, I place myself in your hands; give me life!'" The three students stood for a moment dum-founded.

When they showed signs of coming to their senses, and of wishing to answer, Benedetto continued: "If three blind men ask me for my lamp of truth what shall I reply?
I shall reply, 'First go and prepare your eyes for it, because, should I give it unto your hands now, you would receive no light from it, and you would only break it.'" "I hope," said the tall, lean, bespectacled student, "that in order to see your lamp of truth it may not be necessary to shut out the light of the sun.

But, after all, I can easily understand that you do not wish to explain yourself to us, whom you believe to be reporters.

To-day we are not--or at least I am not--in the state of mind you desire.

I may be blind, but I do not feel inclined to ask the Pope for light, or a Luther either.