This conversation was interrupted by the entrance of another Friar, not so old as the one before him, in whose countenance Ferdinand discerned traits of benevolence and sensibility, his heart sprung to meet him, and involuntarily he arose as if to do him homage.
"Father Joseph," said the former one, with a supercilious air, "you will see this traveller comfortably lodged, and then attend your duty:" Turning to Ferdinand, "Son, I shall see you to-morrow, and hold some further conversation with you." He withdrew.
"You will follow me, my good brother," said Father Joseph, with an air of mildness, taking up the lamp. The other obeyed; he was conducted through an outer court into a very small chamber, about eight feet square, with a bed made in a niche of the wall, a table, on which stood a crucifix, and one stool. "May you rest in peace under the protection of Heaven!" said the Father, and was going to leave him.
"Ah!" exclaimed Ferdinand, "and must you go? I feel a rising wish to be indulged
