Kneel down, I'm saying, the ground's dry at your feet.
MARTIN DOUL -- [with distress.] -- Let you go on your own way,
holy father. We're not calling you at all.
SAINT. I'm not saying a word of pen- ance, or fasting itself,
for I'm thinking the Lord has brought you great teaching in the
blindness of your eyes; so you've no call now to be fearing me,
but let you kneel down till I give you your sight.
MARTIN DOUL -- [more troubled.] -- We're not asking our sight,
holy father, and let you walk on your own way, and be fasting, or
praying, or doing anything that you will, but leave us here in
our peace, at the crossing of the roads, for it's best we are
this way, and we're not asking to see.
SAINT -- [to the People.] -- Is his mind gone that he's no wish
to be cured this day, or to be living or working, or looking on
the wonders of the world?
MARTIN DOUL. It's wonders enough I seen in a short space for the
life of one man only.
SAINT -- [severely.] -- I never heard tell of any person wouldn't
have great joy to be looking on the earth, and the image of the
Lord thrown upon men.
MARTIN DOUL -- [raising his voice.
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