And now he was doing grievous penance.

Others sing when the millstones are grinding; but he, hapless man, is thinking of his sin, of his offence against the Lamb.

How much has he prayed already and wept?
How much has he implored the Lamb?
And he feels that he has not done penance enough yet! But now he has promised again to kill a traitor,--and done well! He is permitted to pardon only offences against himself; hence he will kill Glaucus, even before the eyes of all the brethren and sisters, in Ostrianum to-morrow.

But let Glaucus be condemned previously by the elders among the brethren, by the bishop, or by the Apostle.

To kill is not a great thing; to kill a traitor is even as pleasant as to kill a bear or a wolf.