“Laudate, pueri Dominum.
Laudate nomen Domini.
Sit nomen Domini benedictum,
Ex hoc nunc et usque in saecuium.
A Solis ortu usque ad occasum
Laudabile nomen Domini.”
The fresh young voices rose lustily.; the church was full of incense and music; Theirry rose with the hymn ringing in his head and left the chapel. The singers cast curious glances at him as he passed, and when he reached the door he heard a patter of feet behind him and turned to see Dirk at his elbow.
“I have done with it,” he said hoarsely.
Dirk’s eyes were flaming. “Do you want to make public confession?” he demanded, breathing hard. “Remember, it is our lives to pay, if they discover.”
Theirry shuddered. “I cannot pray. I cannot stay in the church. For days I have felt the blessing scorch me.”
“Come upstairs,” sa
