Are you sure, then?" he repeated. "I'll be all right, I'll see what you've sent us." "Don't worry, you'll get well soon enough. So you're going to take us to Nihil, to the place where you have seen us in visions?" "No, I can't," said the man. "I'm afraid I'll die." "I'm sorry for you. I know nothing about that." "You will," the priest answered. He turned to the man again. "This time, we'll go to your house." The old man said nothing, but the man who had come with him followed him as if he had agreed. They came to a narrow door, on which was a letter. The man read it. He walked up to the bed to sit down beside the bed. There was a little fire on the bed's side. He sat down beside it and began to read the letter. After a while, he opened the letter, and read what was written there. He was still sitting by the bed's side. The priest returned to the house. He walked up to the old man, put his hand on his shoulder, and said: "Now, you don't know what you've done, but you