“Truly，“hesaidwithagroan，“itadornedthetombofRichardCoeurdeLion，KingofEnglandandDukeofNormandy。ItwastheCalvinists，sir，whoreducedittothiscondition。Theyhadburieditforspiteintheearth，undertheepiscopalseatofMonsignor。See!thisisthedoorbywhichMonsignorpassestohishouse。Letuspassonquicklytoseethegargoylewindows。“
ButLeonhastilytooksomesilverfromhispocketandseizedEmma’sarm。Thebeadlestooddumfounded，notabletounderstandthisuntimelymunificencewhentherewerestillsomanythingsforthestrangertosee。Socallinghimback，hecried——
“Sir!sir!Thesteeple!thesteeple!“
“No，thankyou!“saidLeon。
“Youarewrong，sir!Itisfourhundredandfortyfeethigh，ninelessthanthegreatpyramidofEgypt。Itisallcast；it——“