They seemed to speak to him and express the pleasure with which he heard his words.

The other listeners, silent and with bowed heads, did not feel less the enchantment of those propositions which sounded so audaciously in the restful and rank atmosphere of the cloister.

Don Antolin was the only one who laughed, finding Gabriel's ideas quite charming but absolutely crazy It was getting late and the sun had sunk below the roofs of the Cathedral.

Silver Stick's niece called to them once again from the door of her house.
"We are coming, child," said the priest, "but I have one thing first to say to this gentleman." And addressing himself to Luna, he continued: "But, Hombre de Dios![1]--but I ought not to call you that as you are so turbulent--you think everything is out of joint.

The Spanish Church, worn out as you say, has become very poor, and still you say this revolution is a very small affair.