“Oh,” said the captain, “you brought the picture!” 43
The priest looked up over his shoulder, with a startled manner.
“I myself have stripped down to the lightest necessaries,” said Menard, with a significant glance at the portrait.
The priest lowered his brush, and sat looking at the picture with troubled eyes. “I had no place for it,” he said at last, hesitatingly.
“They didn’t take it at the College, eh?”
Father Claude flushed.
“They were very kind. They felt that perhaps it was not entirely completed, and that––”
“You will leave it at Montreal, then, at the Mission?”
“Yes,––I suppose so. Yes, I shall plan to leave it there.”
Menard leaned against a tree, and pressed the tobacco down in his pipe.