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Chapter 2 "You have seen him," murmured the tall priest. "Now let us go back and wait for him. I will leave word." He touched one of the two or three men who were watching the athletes, and whispered his message in the other's ear. Then he went back with Father Anthony. "You have seen him," he repeated, when they sat once more in the cheerless room. "Now pronounce on him." The other answered: "I have seen a wonderful body—but the mind, Father Victor?" "It is as simple as that of a child—his thoughts run as clear as spring water." "But suppose a strange thought came in the mind of your Pierre. It would be like the pebbles in swift-running spring water. He would carry it on, rushing. It would tear away the old boundaries of his mind—it might wipe out the banks you have set dow