"You are dripping!" exclaimed Bishop Immers as Priest Benedict strode wet into his officium.

"Aye, Yer Grace, obviously our Heavenly Father, did not read yer missive and delay the rain while I journeyed here," replied Priest Benedict with a smile. He removed his cloak and gave it a vigorous shake, splattering droplets of water harmlessly around the room and then handed it to a waiting cleric. He turned back to his superior and an extended pudgy ...