The bishop smilingly drew up number four; and the chairman called upon Father Michael Delany.
Father Michael squirmed and twisted in his seat. He was a very holy man, but a little peppery.
"Now, Father Michael," said the chairman blandly, "we'll take the Rubrics first. Let me see. Well, what do you do with your hands during the celebration of the Holy Sacrifice?"
"What do I do with my hands?" said Father Michael sullenly.
"Yes; what do you—do—with your hands?"
"That's a queer question," said Father Michael. "I suppose I keep them on me."
"Of course. But I mean what motions—or shall we call them gestures?—do you use?"
"What motions?"
"Yes. Well, I'll put it this way. There's an admirable book by an American priest, Father Wapelhorst, on the Ceremonies. Now, he wisely tells us in the end of the book what things to avoid. Could you tell me what to avoid—what not to do in this matter?"
"Don't you know, Father Michael?" said a sympathetic friend; "go on. Elevans et extendens—"