“Very early.”
“Before leaving home, he will go to say prayers in the chapel?”
“Yes, according to the habit of our reverend fathers.”
“You sleep near him?”
“Being his socius, I occupy the room next to his.”
“It is possible,” said Faringhea, after a moment’s silence, “that the reverend father, full of the great interests which occupy his mind, might forget to go to the chapel. In that case, pray remind him of this pious duty.”
“I shall not fail.”
“Pray do not fail,” repeated Faringhea, anxiously.
“Be satisfied,” said the good little father; “I see that you take great interest in his salvation.”
“Great interest.”