His look was calm and great.
The porter ran and called a friar;
The friar made haste and told the prior;
The prior came to the gate.”
Here the dark curtain was drawn and a room was disclosed with a table at which the men sat and a small bed in which Dicky was put to sleep.
“He took them in, he gave them food;
The traveller’s dreams he heard;
And fast the midnight moments flew,
And fast the good man’s wonder grew,
And all his heart was stirred.