Brother Ambrose, he to whom the vision was vouchsafed, had slipped
through the grey veil which once hid Jerusalem from his longing
gaze; Brother Richard was now in the land where the blind receive
their sight; and Brother Thomas the Cellarer--but of him let us say
little and think with charity; for 'tis to be feared that he
greatly abused his office and is come to judgment.
Two of the older monks, Brother Anselm and Brother Paul, who had
spent fifty years in the sheltered peace of the Monastery walls,
sat warming their tired old limbs in the south cloister, for the
summer sunshine was very pleasant to them.
"Since Brother Thomas died--" began Brother Paul.
"The Lord have mercy on his soul!" ejaculated Brother Anselm.
"Since Brother Thomas died," said Brother Paul again--a little
impatiently, though he crossed himself piously enough--"methinks
the provisions have oft been scanty and far from tempting,
Brother."
"Ay, and the wine," said Brother Anselm. "Methinks our Cellarer
draws the half of it from the Convent's well.
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