“I walked like a blind man,” says Tibo. “I heard the Holy Cross ringing. But it seems as if it changed its place. The sound comes from the left side.”
“The fog is deceitful.”
Old Desfoso says:
“This never happened here. Since Dugamel broke Jack’s head with a shaft. That was thirty—forty years ago.”
“What did you say, Desfoso?” the abbot stops.
“I say, since Dugamel broke Jack’s head—”
“Yes, yes!” says the abbot, and resumes pacing the room.
“Then Dugamel threw himself into the sea from a rock and was dashed to death—that’s how it happened. He threw himself down.”
Mariet shudders and looks at the speaker with hatred. Silence.
“What did you say, Thomas?”