onastery. The force commissioned to
execute the king's order sent word to the abbot that he could leave
the monastery, if not, they should be obliged, in execution of their
orders, to arrest him. This message was given the abbot when he was at
dinner, and he replied that the mouse must have time to eat his dinner
in peace. The commander of the force replied not longer than the cat
will permit, and took the place by force. It is said this happened in
the thirteenth century."

"The place appears to bristle with legends," said Hardy. "Are there
more?"

"Many more; but I will not tell you any more until after dinner."

"That is right, little father," said his daughter, who always feared
that he might get too tired before he retired to rest.

The dinner at Veile was excellent. The host had asked Hardy what they
would like, and Hardy had replied that he would leave it to him to get
as good a dinner as he could. The consequence was that the host did
his best. The Pastor was greatly pleased at Hardy's simple manner of
ordering a dinner, but that it should be successful was a greater
success still.

The tobacco-parliament continued to be held, although for the time at
Veile. The journey had a good effect on Pastor Lindal, whose
temperament was naturally cheerful. He talked on subjects that Hardy
had no idea he had any knowledge of in natural science. He had studied
Darwin, and had even read a book of Sir John Lubbock's. At last Hardy
interrupted.

"There are no more legends or traditions of Veile, are there?" he
said.

"As I have said before, there are many," was the reply, "and here is
one. Once there were two brothers living near Fredericia, one was
rich, the other was poor. The place they lived at wanted a church. The
rich brother would contribute nothing, and his brother said that if he
were so rich he would build the church himself. The next night he
dreamt that on a bridge at Veile, called the southern bridge, he would
hear of something to his advantage. He went to Veile, and walked up
and down it all day. At last an officer passed and repassed him, and
asked him what he wanted. He told him he had dreamt he would find a
treasure on Veile bridge. The officer replied, 'I dreamt that I should
find a treasure in a barn near Fredericia,' belonging to a Bonde he
named. It was the man's own name. He found the treasure. One day he
was out looking round for a place to build the church on when he met
his brother, who did n