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For he learned that most of the money he inherited had come to the late Abbe through large bequests left to him by those who had believed in him as a righteous priest of spotless reputation, and Cyrillon's conscience would not allow him to take advantage of money thus obtained, as he sternly told himself, "on false pretences."
He raised his head as he said this, his face expressed mingled agony and fury; but meeting Cyrillon's eyes he shrank again as if he were suddenly whipped by a lash, and with one quick stride, reached the door, and disappeared. There was a moment's silence after his departure. Then Aubrey Leigh spoke. "My dear Grandit! You are a marvellous man! How came you to know Gherardi's secrets?"
Cyrillon's heart beat fast; if he could have lifted that frail little form of a woman into his arms and kissed away the sorrow consuming it, he would have been happy, but his mission was that of a friend, not lover, and his own emotions made it hard for him to begin. At last he spoke "When are you going to make up your mind to get well, dear friend?" She looked at him piteously.
Passionate and emotional as his warm nature was, the great tears rushed to Cyrillon's eyes. In one moment he realized what he had been almost unconsciously cherishing in his own mind ever since Angela's beautiful smile had shone upon him.
She raised her left hand and looked dreamily at the circlet of rubies on it Florian Varillo's betrothal ring. "I care for nothing," she said slowly. "Nothing now he is gone!" A bitter pang shot through Cyrillon's heart. He was quite silent. Presently she turned her eyes wistfully towards him. "Please do not think me ungrateful for all your kindness! but I cannot forget!"
My child, I am afraid of nothing but there is grave trouble in my heart " "Nay, trouble should never enter there!" said Manuel softly, "Stretch out your hand! let no human soul wait for a benediction!" Profoundly moved, the Cardinal obeyed, and laid his white trembling hand on Cyrillon's bent head.
And nowadays we are seeking for God strenuously and passionately! We have found Him too in places where the Church assured us He was not and could not be." "Is there any portion of life where God is not?" asked Manuel gently. Cyrillon's dark eyes softened as he met the boy's glance.
And though it is related of a certain cynical philosopher, that when asked by one of his scholars for a definition of hell, he dashed into the face of his enquirer an empty purse for answer, the lack of funds was no obstacle to Cyrillon's intended journey.
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