Hard by their path,
A little way without the walls, there stood
An edifice, whereto, as by a spell,
Siverian’s heart was drawn. Brother, quoth he,
’Tis like the urgency of our return
Will brook of no retardment; and this spot
It were a sin if I should pass, and leave
Unvisited. Beseech you turn with me,
The while I offer up one duteous prayer.
Roderick made no reply. He had not dared