He extends his hand to seize the loaf. Other loaves immediately present themselves to his grasp.)
"For me!... all these! But ..." (Anthony suddenly draws back.)
"Instead of one which was there, lo! there are many! It must be a miracle, then, the same as our Lord wrought!
"Yet for what purpose?... Ah! all the rest of these things are equally incomprehensible! Demon, begone from me! depart! begone!"
(He kicks the table from him. It disappears.)
"Nothing more?—no!" (He draws a lung breath.)
"Ah! the temptation was strong! But how well I delivered myself from it!"
(He lifts his head, and at the same time stumbles over some sonorous object.)
"Why! what can that be?" (Anthony stoops down.)