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But ere they could get to the door, the furious old man ran round and intercepted them.Catherine only screamed and wrung her hands;your notables are generally useless at such a time; and blood would certainly have flowed, but Margaret and Jorian seized the fiery old man's arms, and held them with all their might, whilst the pair got clear of the house; then they let him go; and he went vainly raging after them out into the street.

They were a furlong off, running like hares.

He hacked down the board on which their names were written, and brought it indoors, and flung it into the chimney-place.Catherine was sitting rocking herself with her apron over her head.Joan had run to her husband.Margaret had her arms round Catherine's neck;and pale and panting, was yet making efforts to comfort her.

But it was not to be done, "Oh, my poor children!" she cried."Oh, miserable mother! 'Tis a mercy Kate was ill upstairs.There, Ihave lived to thank God for that!" she cried, with a fresh burst of sobs."It would have killed her.He had better have stayed in Italy, as come home to curse his own flesh and blood and set us all by the ears.

"Oh, hold your chat, woman," cried Eli angrily; "you are still on the side of the ill-doer, You are cheap served; your weakness made the rogues what they are; I was for correcting them in their youth: for sore ills, sharp remedies; but you still sided with their faults, and undermined me, and baffled wise severity.And you, Margaret, leave comforting her that ought rather to comfort you; for what is her hurt to yours? But she never had a grain of justice under her skin; and never will.So come thou to me, that am thy father from this hour."This was a command; so she kissed Catherine, and went tottering to him, and he put her on a chair beside him, and she laid her feeble head on his honest breast; but not a tear: it was too deep for that.

"Poor lamb," said he.After a while - "Come, good folks," said true Eli, in a broken voice, to Jorian and Joan, "we are in a little trouble, as you see; but that is no reason you should starve.For our Lady's sake, fall to; and add not to my grief the reputation of a churl.What the dickens!" added he, with a sudden ghastly attempt at stout-heartedness, "the more knaves I have the luck to get shut of, the more my need of true men and women, to help me clear the dish, and cheer mine eye with honest faces about me where else were gaps.Fall to, I do entreat ye."Catherine, sobbing, backed his request.Poor, simple, antique, hospitable souls! Jorian, whose appetite, especially since his illness, was very keen, was for acting on this hospitable invitation; but Joan whispered a word in his ear, and he instantly drew back, "Nay, I'll touch no meat that Holy Church hath cursed.""In sooth, I forgot," said Eli apologetically."My son, who was reared at my table, hath cursed my victuals.That seems strange.

Well, what God wills, man must bow to."

The supper was flung out into the yard.

Jorian took his wife home, and heavy sadness reigned in Eli's house that night.

Meantime, where was Clement?

Lying at full length upon the floor of the convent church, with his lips upon the lowest step of the altar, in an indescribable state of terror, misery, penitence, and self-abasement: through all which struggled gleams of joy that Margaret was alive.

Night fell and found him lying there weeping and praying; and morning would have found him there too; but he suddenly remembered that, absorbed in his own wrongs and Margaret's, he had committed another sin besides intemperate rage.He had neglected a dying man.

He rose instantly, groaning at his accumulated wickedness, and set out to repair the omission.The weather had changed; it was raining hard, and when he got clear of the town, he heard the wolves baying; they were on the foot, But Clement was himself again, or nearly; he thought little of danger or discomfort, having a shameful omission of religious duty to repair: he went stoutly forward through rain and darkness.

And as he went, he often beat his breast, and cried, "MEA CULPA!

MEA CULPA!"

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