XII The Bishop Works The next morning at sunrise Monseigneur Bienvenu was strolling in his garden. Madame Magloire ran up to him in utter consternation. “Monseigneur, Monseigneur!” she exclaimed, “does your Grace know where the basket of silver is?” “Yes,” replied the Bishop. “Jesus the Lord be blessed!” she resumed; “I did not know what had become of it.” The Bishop had just picked up the basket in a flowerbed. He presented it to Madame Magloire. “Here it is.” “Well!” s…
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