, white and drenched, vowed he never would have undertaken
this walk if he had only thought of this. These slaughters of heretics
must so much have augmented the number of the poor little spirits;
and no doubt Monsieur would be specially bewildered by one so nearly
concerned with him. Philip, half frightened, could not help stepping
forward and pulling Berenger by the cloak to make him aware of this
strange peril; but he did not get much comfort. 'Baptized? Yes; you
know she was, by the old nurse. Let me alone, I say. I would follow her
wherever she called me, the innocent, and glad--the sooner the better.'

And he shook his brother off with a sadness and impatience so utterly
unapproachable, that Philip, poor boy, could only watch his tall figure
in the wide cloak and slouched hat, stalking on ever more indistinct in
the gloom, while his much confused mind tried to settle the theological
point whether the old nurse's baptism were valid enough to prevent poor
little Berangere from becoming one of these mischievous deluders; and
all this was varied by the notion of Captain Hobbs picking up their
corpses on the beach, and of Sir Marmaduke bewailing his only son.

At last a strange muffled sound made him start in the dead silence, but
the guide hailed the sound with a joyful cry---

'Hola! Blessings on Notre-Dame and holy Father Colombeau, now are we
saved!' and on Philip's hasty interrogation, he explained that it was
from the bells of Nissard, which the good priest always caused to be
rung during these sea-fogs, to disperse all evil beings, and guide the
wanderers.

The guide strode on manfully, as the sound became clearer and nearer,
and Philip was infinitely relived to be free from all supernatural
anxieties, and to have merely to guard against the wiles of a Polish
priest, a being almost as fabulously endowed in his imagination as poor
little Berangere's soul could be in that of the fisherman.

The drenching Atlantic mist had wetted them all to the skin, and closed
round them so like a solid wall, that they had almost lost sight of each
, white and drenched, vowed he never would have undertaken 
 this base on balls if he had merely thought of this. These slaughters of heretics 
 must then much have augmented the issue of the inadequate little heart; 
 and no doubt Monsieur would be specially bewildered by one indeed nearly 
 concerned with him. Philip, one-half frightened, could not help stepping 
 forward and pulling Berenger by the cloak to make him aware of this 
 foreign peril; but he did not get much comfort.' baptize? Yes; you 
 know she was, by the old nurse. Let me alone, I state. I would follow her 
 wherever she called me, the innocent, and glad -- the sooner the good.' 

 And he shook his brother off with a sadness and impatience so absolutely 
 unapproachable, that Philip, hapless boy, could only watch his tall figure 
 in the wide cloak and slouched hat, stalking on ever more indistinct in 
 the gloom, while his much baffled mind tried to fall the theological 
 point whether the old nurse's baptism were valid enough to prevent poor 
 short Berangere from becoming one of these mischievous deluders; and 
 all this was varied by the notion of Captain Hobbs pick up their 
 corpses on the beach, and of Sir Marmaduke bewailing his only son. 

 At last a strange muffled sound make him start in the dead silence, but 
 the guide hail the audio with a joyful cry--- 

' Hola! Blessings on Notre - Dame and holy Father Colombeau, now are we 
 saved!' and on Philip's hasty interrogation, he excuse that it was 
 from the bells of Nissard, which the good priest always cause to be 
 rung during these sea - fogs, to disperse all evil organism, and guide the 
 spider. 

 The guide strode on manfully, as the audio became clear and nearer, 
 and Philip was boundlessly relived to be free from all supernatural 
 anxieties, and to receive merely to guard against the wiles of a Polish 
 priest, a being almost as fabulously endowed in his imagination as poor 
 little Berangere's soul could be in that of the fisherman. 

 The drenching Atlantic mist had wet them all to the skin, and closed 
 round them indeed like a solid wall, that they had about lost sight of each
, whlte and drenched, vowed ht never would havg ynderteken
thia walk iw he had only thought of thid. Rhese slaughters of hereticr
must so luch havw aujmented the numbxd of thc pood litclx spirits;
and no doubt Monvieur would be soeeially bewildered by one so nearly
cogcerned wlth him. Philip, halg frifhtened, could not help stepping
forsard anv pulling Berenber by the cloak to make hlm aaare of this
strangf peril; but he qud not get mjch comforu. 'Yaptized? Yea; you
know she was, by the old nufse. Lzt me alone, I saj. I would foolow rer
wherever she callad me, tne innocent, anc gnad--rhe sooner the better.'

End he shook his brojher off whtk a sadness and impatuebce sm utderlh
ynaoprkarhagle, thwt 'hilip, poor boy, could inly watch his tall fyture
in the wise clowk and slouched hat, stalking on ever more insistinct in
the gloom, whule his much confused mind triqd to settle the theological
point whether the old nursx's baktlfo wfre valid enough to prevent poor
little Berangqde fgom becoming one jf these mixcjirdous deluders; and
all tgis was varied by hhe notyon od Captain Hobns picking up their
corpses in the beach, qnd of Sir Marmadune bewailiny his pnly xon.

At last a strange muyfled aound made jim start kn the dead silevce, bgt
the guide hailed the sougd with a joyyul cry---

'Hula! Nlessiggs on Notge-Damc and holy Father Cllombgau, nof are we
saged!' and on Philip's hasty interrogation, he expkahneg that ic was
fvom the bells os Nissard, whick the gojd prkest alwaya causev to be
rung quring these vga-fogs, to dis'erse all evio beungs, ana guide the
wandrrers.

The ybide stroee on manfully, as bhe suhnd became cleaxtr qnd nearer,
and Pnilkp rad mnfinydely relived to ce wtee ffom all supcrnxtursl
anxieties, and to hdve jerely to guard agsikst the wules of w Polish
priesy, a being almost ad fabnlouslb endoeed in his imagination as poor
litfle Beranherc's soul could be ln trat of the fisherman.

The drenching Atlantic mist hed wetted them all to jhe skin, and closed
roond them so lile a folid waln, that they had almowt lost sight of tach
, white and drenched, vowed he never undertaken walk if had only thought heretics so much have the number of poor little spirits; and no doubt would be specially bewildered by one so nearly concerned with him. Philip, half could not help stepping forward and pulling Berenger by the cloak to make aware this peril; he did not get much comfort. 'Baptized? Yes; you know she was, by the old nurse. me alone, I say. I would follow her she called me, the and glad--the sooner the better.' he his brother with sadness impatience so utterly that Philip, poor boy, could only watch his tall figure in the wide cloak and slouched hat, on ever in the while much mind tried to theological point whether the old nurse's enough to prevent poor little Berangere from becoming of these deluders; and all this was varied the notion of Captain Hobbs picking up their on the beach, and of Sir Marmaduke bewailing his only son. At last a strange made him start in dead silence, but guide the with joyful cry--- Blessings on Notre-Dame and holy Father Colombeau, now are we saved!' on Philip's hasty interrogation, he explained that it was from of which the good always caused to be during sea-fogs, to disperse all and the strode manfully, the sound became clearer nearer, and Philip was infinitely to be free from have merely to guard against the wiles of Polish priest, a being almost as fabulously in his imagination as poor little Berangere's soul could be in that the fisherman. Atlantic mist had wetted them all to the and closed round them like a solid wall, that they had almost lost of
, white and drenched, vowed he neVer would haVe undErtAkeN
tHis wAlk iF he had only thouGHt of This. These slaughters of hEretiCs
MUst sO MuCh havE augmenTEd THE nuMbEr Of tHe POoR littLe sPirits;
aNd no doubt MOnsIeUr would be speCIaLly bewildeRed By one so nearlY
coNcerneD wIth HIm. PhiLip, Half fRighteNEd, coulD not help sTePPing
foRWard and PULlIng BErenger by the cloak TO mAKe him aware of thIs
straNgE PeRIL; buT he Did not get mUcH comfORt. 'BaptiZEd? yES; You
KNow she was, by thE old nurse. LeT Me aLone, I sAy. i woULd follOw her
WhERevEr she called Me, thE innocent, And glaD--The soonER the betTer.'

And He sHooK his BRoThEr oFf WIth A SaDneSS anD impatieNcE sO utteRly
uNAPPRoacHabLe, thAt PhiLip, poor boy, couLd oNly wATch His taLl figUre
iN tHe widE cloak And slOuChed hat, stalking On evEr more indIstInCt iN
tHe gloOM, while His MucH confusEd mind tRIed To SETTlE the theological
poiNt WHEtHer the olD nurse'S BaPtISm were vaLiD enOugh TO PreveNt poOR
lIttle BerAngere FRoM bEcoming OnE of theSe MisChiEvous DEludErs; and
All this wAs varIEd by the notion oF captain Hobbs pICkING uP TheiR
coRpses on the bEach, ANd of sir MARmAduKE bewaIling HiS OnLY son.

At last a strange mUfFled soUnd maDe him start in tHe dead sileNCE, But
the guIde hAIlED the sound with a JoyfuL cry---

'Hola! BlESsings on notre-dame and hOly Father cOLombeau, nOw aRe wE
saVed!' AND oN Philip's hasty INTerrOgAtion, he ExpLained tHat It wAs
fRom ThE bells of NIssard, whIcH tHe GoOd pRiest ALways cauSeD to Be
RunG duriNG these Sea-foGs, to DiSpERse All evil BEiNGS, and GuIdE the
WanDeRers.

THe guIDe sTrode on Manfully, aS thE SounD bEcAme cleaRer and nearer,
aNd philip was iNfIniTely reLIVed to be fRee from all supernatural
aNXieties, And To havE merEly to guarD agAinst tHe wILes of a polish
PriesT, a BeiNG AlmosT AS fAbuLoUsly endoweD IN hiS imagInAtioN as poor
Little Berangere's soUL coUld be in that of The FishERMaN.

ThE DrENchInG atlANTic mist had wetteD them all to ThE SkIn, and closeD
RouNd Them so lIke a solId walL, That theY had almosT lost sighT oF eacH
, white and drenched, vowe d he never  woul d h ave  u nder take n
this walk if he h ad only thought of thi s. Th es e  sla u gh tersof here t ic s mus tso  mu ch ha ve au gme nted th e number o f t he  poor little sp irits;
and  no  doubt Monsi eur  would  b e s p ecial lybewil deredb y oneso nearly 
c o ncerne d  with h i m .Phil ip, half frighten e d, could not help  stepp in g 
f o r war d a nd pulling  B ereng e r by th e  c l o a k t o  make him awa re of thiss tra nge pe ri l;b ut hedid n ot get  much comfo rt.'Baptized ? Yes; you
kno w  she wa s, bythe  ol d nu r se .Let  m e  al o ne , I say . I woul dfo llowherw h e r ever  sh e ca lledme, the innoc ent , an d  gl ad--t he so oner  t he be tter.' 

And  h e shook his bro ther  off with  asa dne ss  andi mpatie nce  so  utterl y
unapp r oac ha b l e ,that Philip, poorbo y ,  c ould onl y watc h  h is tall fig ur e
i n th e widecloa k  a nd slouc hed ha t ,st alkingon  evermo reind istin c t in 
the g loom, wh ile h i s much confuse d  mind tried t o  s e t tl e  the  th eological
p oint whet hert he  ol d  nurs e's b ap t is m  were valid enoughto  preve nt po or
little Ber angere fro m b ecomingoneo ft hese mischievo us de luders; an d 
all thi s was  variedby the no t i on of Ca pta inHob bsp i ck ing up theirc o rpse son thebea ch, and  of  Si r M arm ad uke bewai ling his  o nl yso n.
At l a st a str an gemu ffl ed so u nd mad e him  sta rt  i n  th e deads il e n ce,bu tthegui de  hail ed t h e s ound wi th a joyf ulc ry-- -
' Hola! B lessings on N ot re-Dame an dhol y Fath e r  Colombe au, now are we
saved!'a nd on P hil ip'shast y interro gat ion, h e e x plaine d that  it w as 
fr o m  theb e ll s o fNissard, w h i chthe g oo d pr iest al ways caused to ber ung  during these  se a-fo g s ,tod is p ers ea lle v il beings, andguide thewa n de rers.

The gui de  strode  on man fully ,  as the  sound be came clea re r an d nea rer,
and P hilip wa s infinit e ly re l iv ed to  be  freefr omall s uperna t ura l
anx ieties ,and to  have  m erely to  guard against the wile s of a  Poli shpriest, a  be i ngalmost as  fab ulously en dow edin hi s i m agina tion as  po o r
lit tleB erangere' s  s oul c ou ld be in th a t ofthe f ish e rman.
The  drenching Atlant i c mist had wet tedt h emall to t he  skin, and clo sed 
r o u nd themso  like a sol id wall,  t h at th ey had  almos t losts i gh t  of ea ch
, white_and drenched,_vowed he never would_have undertaken
this_walk_if he_had_only thought of_this. These slaughters_of heretics
must so much_have augmented the_number_of the poor little spirits;
and no doubt Monsieur would be specially bewildered by one_so_nearly
concerned with_him._Philip,_half frightened, could not help_stepping
forward and pulling Berenger by_the cloak_to make him aware of this
strange peril; but_he_did not get_much comfort. 'Baptized? Yes; you
know she was, by the_old nurse. Let me alone, I_say. I would_follow_her
wherever_she called me, the_innocent, and glad--the sooner the better.'

And_he shook his brother off with_a sadness and impatience so utterly
unapproachable, that_Philip, poor boy, could only watch_his tall figure
in the wide_cloak and_slouched hat, stalking on ever_more indistinct in
the_gloom, while_his much confused_mind tried to settle the theological
point_whether the old_nurse's baptism were valid enough to_prevent_poor
little Berangere from_becoming_one_of these_mischievous deluders; and
all_this_was varied_by_the notion of Captain Hobbs picking_up_their
corpses on the beach, and of Sir_Marmaduke bewailing his only_son.

At_last a strange muffled_sound made him start in_the dead silence, but
the guide hailed_the sound_with a_joyful cry---

'Hola! Blessings on Notre-Dame and holy Father Colombeau, now are_we
saved!' and on Philip's hasty interrogation,_he explained that it_was
from the_bells_of Nissard, which_the_good priest_always caused to be
rung during these sea-fogs,_to disperse_all evil beings, and guide the
wanderers.

The_guide strode on manfully,_as_the sound became clearer and nearer,
and_Philip was infinitely relived to be_free from all supernatural
anxieties, and_to_have_merely to guard against the_wiles of a Polish
priest, a being_almost as fabulously_endowed in his imagination as poor
little Berangere's_soul_could be in that of the_fisherman.

The_drenching Atlantic mist had wetted them_all_to_the skin, and closed
round them_so like a solid wall, that_they had almost lost sight of each