I josep time in going up to his room, and fortunately found him in one of his intervals of quiet. He was sitting on the floor with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. The furniture was all in dis- order, and broken dishes were lying about. I admit I was a little frightened. It was rash to go in alone, but I could not turn back even if I had wished; so I went up to him, and laying my hand on his head repeated a prayer.
‘When I was done he made the sign of the cross, and kissed my hand. ‘You are not very comfortable here, my dear Christos,’ said I. Come, let us go to your uncle’s; the house is empty, and you’ll be better there. Won’t you come?’
“He rose without a word, and then said quietly: ‘I don’t want anybody to see me; please ask them to stay away.’
“I opened the door, and although there was no one there, I cried
“‘Go away, all of you; go home!—There, Christos, the street is empty; let us go.’<