4x-xx-xx ep51 The Executioner

out of the past, bantoms of a world gone by speak again the immortal tale. The executioner. The monastery gardens are in fine condition, brother Leo. You have done well with them. Thank you Reverend Parker Abbott.

There's the Marquis de La Grannyette driving up. She's buried the vault, comes here every day to our chapel. You didn't wait. I was welcome. A Marquis old friend, another lovely day, is it not? Then another night at it, another night of haunting dreams, packs Bob's corn my son.

He's out of the night, fine. He's poor, tormented soul. He built this monastery, didn't he? Yes, in memory of the Laganath family. And he comes here every day to pray for their souls. No, brother Leo, to pray for his own soul.

Why, Father? He's loved by all the people of this town for his good works. Yes, my son. And he's honored in all Spain. I wonder about him so often. His face is always sad, his eyes are tragic.

His has been a sad, an incredibly sad life, my son. In the years since I came here, I've never seen him smile. No. No, he's never smiled since. Sit here, father, under the trees and tell me about him.

Why do the townsfolk call so rich and so great a man? El verducu, an executioner. I heard them do so many times, but they say it is a title of honor. Why? I think it's right that you should know his story.

You will be serving the family at the castle in future years, and you should have an understanding of the tragedy that befell them. Was it long ago, sir? Years, some 30 years ago, when I was a young priest, like yourself, how to begin.