It was Solomon Eagle, and he no longer wondered at what he had seen.

The enthusiast was without his brazier, but carried a long stout staff.

He ran along the pointed roof of the nave with inconceivable swiftness, till, reaching the vast stone cross, upwards of twelve feet in height, ornamenting the western extremity, he climbed its base, and clasping the transverse bar of the sacred symbol of his faith with his left arm, extended his staff with his right, and described a circle, as if pointing out the walls of the city.

He then raised his staff towards heaven to invoke its vengeance, and anon pointed it menacingly downwards.

After this he broke into loud denunciations; but though the apprentice could not hear the words, he gathered their purport from his gestures.
By this time a few masons had assembled, and producing their implements, commenced working at the blocks of stone.