"Take with you whom you will," said the chaplain impatiently. "Faugh! cast again the pall over it." Morgan chose Howel and another, and they departed towards the church. After a few moments' delay they returned, Morgan in the center, bearing the staff. "Lay it on the corpse," said Cadell. "Have a care," said Howel, with a curve in the lip. "That staff has been known to have raised the dead to life again." "It were well it did so now," laughed Rogier, when Cadell, somewhat dashed, interpreted what had been said. "I' faith, I would be glad to have a hand in the second burning of him." "Hath it really done so?" asked the chaplain. "There was Ewan, the son of Morgan ap Rees, who fell from a tree," said Howel, "and he lay stone dead. Then, full of faith, his mother cried out for the staff of Cynwyl, and lo! when it was laid on the lad he opened his eyes and spoke." "Hold it above the body," said the chaplain, "one at each end, so as not to touch, and in such wise let the woman take oath." Again was the linen sheet removed, and now Morgan and an attendant sacristan held the relic--one at the head, the other at the foot--that it was above the body, yet not touching it; only the shadow fell upon it. "Go thrice round it," enjoined Morgan, signing with his head to Morwen; "thrice from left to right, with the sun, then lay thine hand on the staff and take the required oath." Morwen shuddered, but she obeyed, though pale as death. When she had made the third circuit she was forced, shrinking and with averted head, to approach the dead man. Then Cadell said in a loud voice, "Lay thy hand thereon and say these words: 'I take oath before God and Cynwyl, before the saints and angels in heaven, in the face of sun and moon and all men here present, that this is the dead body of Pabo, late Archpriest--whom thou didst esteem as thy husband.'" Then Morwen repeated, mechanically, the first words of adjuration, but added, in place of what Cadell had recited: "I take oath that if this be not Pabo, the Archpriest, and my husband, I know not where he is." "That sufficeth," said Cadell. "And now," he spoke aloud, turning to the assistants, "seeing that this man hath manifestly died by the just judgment of God, and to the notable confirmation of the authority of Bernard, the bishop, I declare that he be treated as one excommunicate, and be not buried within consecrated ground." The people of Caio murmured and looked at one another disconcerted. Then Howel went among them and whispered a few words. Cadell did not observe him; he was intent on speaking once more. That he might be the better heard, he remounted his horse.