'Father, these are of those that know Thy Son.'
He touched with His hand the six persons that were about Him.
The Archbishop plucked the Cardinal by the sleeve.
'I--I really think we'd better go. I--I'm not feeling very well.'
There came a succession of crashes. The Cardinal stood up.
'What's that? It's stones against the windows. Unless I err, they have shivered every pane.'
Someone knocked loudly at the door. The Cardinal moved as if to open. The Archbishop sought to restrain him.
'What are you doing? It isn't safe to open. The people may come in.'
The Cardinal smiled.
'Let them. The sooner the thing is done the better. To you and me what does it matter what comes?'