By what right were they in the Cathedral when they drew no wage from the Obreria?
Such stinking excrescences ought to remain outside the Lord's house.
His mother-in-law was furious.
"Silence, you thief of the saints!" she cried.

"Silence, or I will throw a dish at you! We are all sons of God, and if things were as they should be, all the poor ought to live in the Cathedral.

Instead of saying such things it would be much better if you gave those unhappy people part of what you have stolen from the Virgin." The sacristan shrugged his shoulders with contempt.

If they had not enough to eat they should not have children.

There he was himself with only one daughter--he did not think he had any right to more--and so thanks to Our Lady he was able to save a scrap for his old age.
Tomasa spoke of the shoemaker's child to the good gentlemen of the Chapter when they came into the garden for a few minutes after choir.
They listened absently, putting their hands in their cassocks.
"It is all God's will! What poverty!" And some gave her ten centimes, others a real, one or two even a peseta.