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Updated: June 18, 2025
Startled by the expression the minister was giving to her secret thoughts, Benigna exclaimed, "And yet what can be done?" "Nothing," he answered. "If Loretz should yield to Spener, and if I should do you not see he has had everything his own way here? he would feel that nothing could stand in opposition to him. If he were a different man! And they are both so young!"
The recollection acts upon him somewhat as the advancing wave acts on the sand-line made by the wave preceding. When he made the first suggestion, Sister Benigna stood for a moment looking at him, surprised by his remark; but, less than a second taken up with a thought of him, she had passed instantly on to say, "Try it so, Elise: 'He is a righteous Saviour. We will make it a slower movement.
They were thoughts which would have sent a dubious smile around the board, however, could they have been made known just now to Elise and her father and Sister Benigna; and what would our young friend from the city evidently have looked or said could they have been communicated to him?
"How fearful!" she moaned once; and her closed eyes did not see the face that turned toward her full of pain, full of love. Of all doubts that could afflict the soul of Sister Benigna, none more distracting than this was conceivable: Had she proved the best instructor to this child of her spirit? Had she even been capable of teaching her truest truth?
Spener grasped her hand so suddenly that, as if in her surprise she had forgotten what she was about to say, Elise added, "Sister Benigna is my best friend. She knows nothing about the lot." "Does not?" "I told you, Albert, that it was to be so. And you do not mean to threaten Mr. Wenck?" "I mean to have him find a way out of this difficulty.
I have often purposely put him upon arguments quite wide of his profession, wherein I found he had so clear an insight, so quick an apprehension, so solid a judgment, that a man would have thought he had never practised any other thing but arms, and been all his life employed in affairs of State. These are great and vigorous natures, "Queis arte benigna Et meliore luto finxit praecordia Titan."
Perhaps Miss Russell will let you blow for me some other evening; then we'll start earlier, and I shall have time to let you both try again." They had passed under the old yew trees of the churchyard and out through the lich-gate into the road, when Monica suddenly looked over her music and exclaimed: "How stupid! I've left my little copy of Lux Benigna behind.
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