A Monk of Cruta

"Father Adrian!" "I am here!" "I saw the doctor talking with you aside! How long have I to live? He told you the truth! Repeat his words to me!" The tall, gaunt young priest drew nearer to the bedside, and shook his head with a slow, pitying gesture. "The time was short-short indeed. Yet, why should you fear? Your confession has been made! I myself have pronounced your absolution; the holy Church has granted to you her most holy sacrament." "Fear! Bah! I have no fear! It is a matter of calculation. Shall I see morning break?" "You may; but you will never see the mid-day sun."