Agitation, in the interval, certainly had held me and driven me, for I must, in circling about the place, have walked three miles; but I was to be, later on, so much more overwhelmed that this mere dawn of alarm was a comparatively human chill. "You mean that a boy who never is--?" "Is no boy for ME!" I held her tighter. In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost. --Do you believe in the eucharist? Cranly asked.