To prey on the mind it does, and rises into the head. There are some would go over any height and would have great power in their madness. It is maybe to some secret cleft he is going, to get knowledge of the great cure for all things, or of the Plough that was hidden in the old times, the Golden Plough. PAUDEEN. It seemed as if he was talking through honey. He had the look of one that had seen great wonders. It is maybe among the old heroes of Ireland he went raising armies for our help. FATHER JOHN. God take him in his care and keep him from lying spirits and from all delusions! JOHNNY. We have got candles here, Father. We had them to put around his body. Maybe they would keep away the evil things of the air. PAUDEEN. Light them so, and he will say out a Mass for him the same as in a lime-washed church. [_They light the candles._ _THOMAS comes in._ THOMAS. Where is he? I am come to warn him. The destruction he did in the night-time has been heard of. The soldiers are out after him and the constables—there are two of the constables not far off—there are others on every side—they heard he was here in the mountain—where is he? FATHER JOHN. He has gone up the path. THOMAS. Hurry after him! Tell him to hide himself—this attack he had a hand in is a hanging crime. Tell him to hide himself, to come to me when all is quiet—bad as his doings are, he is my own brother’s son; I will get him on to a ship that will be going to France. FATHER JOHN. That will be best, send him back to the Brothers and to the wise Bishops. They can unravel this tangle, I cannot. I cannot be sure of the truth. THOMAS. Here are the constables, he will see them and get away. Say no word. The Lord be praised that he is out of sight. _Constables_ come in._ CONSTABLE. The man we are looking for, where is he? He was seen coming here along with you. You have to give him up into the power of the law. JOHNNY. We will not give him up. Go back out of this or you will be sorry. PAUDEEN. We are not in dread of you or the like of you. BIDDY. Throw them down over the rocks! NANNY. Give them to the picking of the crows! ALL. Down with the law! FATHER JOHN. Hush! He is coming back. [_To _Constables._] Stop, stop—leave him to himself. He is not trying to escape, he is coming towards you. PAUDEEN. There is a sort of a brightness about him. I misjudged him calling him a traitor. It is not to this world he belongs at all. He is over on the other side. MARTIN. [_Standing beside the rock where the lighted candles are._] _Et calix meus inebrians quam præclarus est!_ FATHER JOHN. I must know what he has to say. It is not from himself he is speaking. MARTIN.