The young man walked to the windows and drew back the curtains. "Come and look at it," he said encouragingly. "They're beautiful in this part of the country. Come and watch it."
"I'll not watch it!" cried Peg. "Shut it out!"
Once more the young man closed the curtains.
Peg looked at him and said in an awe-struck voice:
"They say if ye look at the sky when the lightnin' comes ye can see the Kingdom of Heaven. An' the sight of it blinds some and kills others—accordin' to the state of grace ye're in."
"You're a Catholic?" said the stranger.
"What else would I be?" asked Peg in surprise.
Again the lightning lit the room and, after some seconds, came the deep rolling of the now distant thunder.
Peg closed her eyes again and shivered.
"Doesn't it seem He is angry with us for our sins?" she cried.