Sealed Lips — page 263: what you’re looking at

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SHALHD LIPS, 200 “This repose exists only for souls sufficiently puri- fied. Which of us can tell when eternal happiness commences for us, that nothing troubles, neither cries, nor tears, nor resentments? When will this time, without a to-morrow, come with its indestruc- tible peace? At the end of a year or at the end of a century?” The priest arose, as if incapable of saying more. A few moments after, although he had promised to remain until the next day, he passed out of the in- closure, and started off toward the mountains. Patrice wrote Jenny that same day. “You have asked my opinion. I advise you to accept Kemeneff. How can you hesitate at the future that is before you? What being in this world could offer you more than the prince? With him you cannot fail to be happy. He loves you devotedly ; vou have proved it. I have the deepest esteem for him. Can the prayers of a faithful friend add any to your happiness?” This was all. Twenty lines followed, speaking of Patrice’s health, the work at Telagh, and the ap- pearance of Pere Chrysostome. The young woman read her sentence, and othaknn | the paper in her hand with a gesture of rage. “The ungrateful, deluded man!” exclaimed she. “Not one word to show that he understands me! He shall be satisfied. I will marry the prince, but what good to make him wait one year? If he will Gomicbooks G O)