ABBOT--You tacitly admit your charge is false
By the eagerness--
FATHER BENEDICT--What are you talking of?
ABBOT--Your eagerness to get out in the dark.
FATHER BENEDICT--Who said that I was going?
(_To Oswald._)
Now then, you
Lay your heart down under the lamplight here,
And I will show a hunch-backed devil in it.
ABBOT--Tell us, my son, just how it came about.
Let truth spring out upon the table armed.
(_He resumes his seat._)
OSWALD--When Father spoke this morning of a chase,
A stag pursued by hounds and things like that,
I simply said that--