Then Bartholomew put his hand on Matthew's arm and said: "Brother, give that bread to the Master." "Do you think I'm knave enough to eat it myself ?" blazed up Matthew.
He got up, went to the Master, and gave Him the bread.
"Have you already eaten ?" He asked.
"Master, we are all satisfied." Jesus looked at him searchingly, and took the bread.
Just at that moment a cry of delight broke from the men.

The mist had suddenly lifted; they could see far out into the sunny world.

And beneath them lay the blue, still plains, stretching away until they cut the sky.

Far off in the sky were clouds shining like the golden pinnacles of temples.

Along the shore lay a chain of villages, and then the sea, studded with sails.