myself, but I couldn't. When he rose up from his knees I went to him.
"'Father,' I said, 'will you pray for some one who is in great danger?'
"'I pray for every one who is afflicted,' he replied.
"'Can you say a mass for a soul which is perhaps about to go into the presence of its Maker?'
"'Yes,' he answered, looking hard at me.
"And as there was something strange about me, he tried to make me talk.
"'It seems to me I have seen you somewhere,' said he.
"I laid a piastre on his bench.
"'When shall you say the mass?' said I.
"'In half an hour. The son of the innkeeper yonder is coming to serve it. Tell me, young man, haven't you something on your conscience that is tormenting you? Will you listen to a Christian's counsel?'
"I could hardly restrain my tears, I told him I would come back, and hurried away. I went and lay down on the grass until I heard the bell. Then I went back to the chapel, but I stayed outside it. When he had said the mass, I went back to the venta. I was hoping Carmen would have fled. She could have taken my horse
