A few days after Corpus Don Antolin went one morning in search of Gabriel.

Silver Stick smiled at Luna, speaking to him in a patronising way.
He had thought of him all night; it pained him to see him idle, walking about the cloister; it was the want of occupation that inspired him with such perverse ideas.
"Let us see," he continued, "would it suit you to come down with me every afternoon into the Cathedral, to show the Treasury and the other curiosities?
A great many foreigners come who can scarcely make themselves understood when they question me; you will understand them, as you know French and English, and, your brother says, many other languages.

The Cathedral would be a gainer, as it would show these strangers that we have an interpreter at our disposal; you would be doing us a favour and would lose nothing by it.

It is always an amusement to see new faces; and about the recompense ..." Don Antolin stopped here, scratching his head beneath his skull cap.
He would see what he could screw out of the funds of the Obreria; if just at first nothing could be managed, as the revenues of the Primacy were meagre and at their lowest ebb, no doubt something could be given later on.
He looked anxiously for Gabriel's answer, who, however, was quite agreeable; when all was said and done he was a guest of the Cathedral and owed it something.

And from that afternoon he went down at the hour of choir to show the foreigners all the treasures of the church.
There was no lack of travellers who showed Don Antolin's coloured tickets waiting for the time to see the jewels.