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"I have seen it once at Berne, in a window of the fifteenth century," said the Abbé Plomb. "I also saw it in the cathedral at Erfurt, painted, not on glass, but on a panel. The picture is by no known painter, and dated 1534.
I communicated my intention, from Venice, to M. du Theil, charged per interim with foreign affairs after the death of M. Amelot. I set off as soon as my letter, and took my route through Bergamo, Como, and Domo D'Oscela, and crossing Saint Plomb. At Sion, M. de Chaignon, charge des affaires from France, showed me great civility; at Geneva M. de la Closure treated me with the same polite attention.
He was silent, and presently added: "Much may be possible. Give me my hat, Madame Bavoil. I will go and talk over Durtal with the Abbé Plomb." This discussion had been of use to Durtal; it took him out of the generalities over which he had persistently mused since his arrival at Chartres.
He ran quickly downstairs and hurried across to the cathedral, where the Abbé Plomb was pacing to and fro in front of the northern porch, reciting his Breviary. "The side where sinners and demons are figured is especially that of the Virgin, who saves those and crushes these," said the Abbé.
Naturally they thought of the east as the region of the original Paradise, and of those lands as milder and less inclement than their own." "That does not hinder the fact that this theory was controverted by Our Lord Himself." "Where do you find that?" asked the Abbé Plomb.
"I am very much obliged to you, ma'am," I began, when a little burst of laughter stopped me. It came from all the teachers; even Mme. Ricard was smiling. "You are out for once, Géneviève," she said. "La charmante!" said Mme. Jupon. "Voyez l'a plomb!" "No, you don't want me," said Mlle. Géneviève, nodding. "Go you'll do." I went back to the upper room and presently tea was served.
Why, he is poorer than you or I!" "But then Chartres is the fag end of Church preferment, a mere raft for the shipwrecked and starving." "Thou hast said! Bishop, canons, priests, everybody here is poverty-stricken." The bell rang, and Madame Bavoil showed in the Abbé Plomb. Durtal recognized him.
The orifice of eruption was situated at the Plomb du Cantal, formed of solid masses of trachyte, which, owing, as Mr.
"And I, on my part, will meditate on the symbolism of eatables," said Durtal, taking out his watch. "It is near breakfast time." As he was going off, the Abbé Plomb called him back and said, laughing,
Our friend seems greatly taken with the Benedictine life." And the Abbé smiled, while Durtal, a little startled, watched him turn the corner by the new belfry. One morning Durtal went out to seek the Abbé Plomb.
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