‘She has told the Bishop of Compostela that she has the relic, and she is already winning many pilgrims.’
‘I know,’ said the Bishop with a chuckle. ‘She says that she swapped over the bones because the Saint wanted to remain at her church.’
‘When will you tell her that we only sent her a bit of the tailbone of a hog?’
‘Later,’ the Bishop said with satisfaction, kneeling before the casket. ‘There’s no hurry. Later.’