"When will they take him away?"
The monk came nearer.
"He will be laid to rest at night-fall under the great altar of the Cathedral."
A silence fell between them.
Again Francesco spoke.
"The dial points to something like noon?"
The monk nodded.
"When will you ride?"
"At night-fall."
"It is well. You will return to Avellino, that you may bid farewell to your former master and friends. Thence you will proceed to Monte Cassino."