"Yes?"
"That is what I have seen," he said. . . "No; I know it was a dream. . . But it is possible; the Church has the power within her. It may happen some day; or it may not. But there is no reason why it should not."
The other leant over him.
"My dear father——" he began. The older priest smiled.
"It is a long time since I heard that," he said. . . . "What's your name, father?"
"Jervis . . . Father Jervis. I come from the Cathedral."
The eyes opened and looked at him curiously.
"Eh?"
"Father Jervis," said the young priest again.
"Any relations?"