A tender premonition touched him of the tryst he had then looked forward to and, in spite of the horrible reality which lay between his hope of then and now, of the holy encounter he had then imagined at which weakness and timidity and inexperience were to fall from him. That was a long time ago then out on the playgrounds in the evening light, creeping from point to point on the fringe of his line, a heavy bird flying low through the grey light. " "That he has never spoken of him?" "Never by the least allusion. --I will offer up my mass tomorrow morning, said the director, that Almighty God may reveal to you His holy will.