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Updated: May 8, 2025
"Only those sermons do good which God preaches," said Bruno. Perhaps he spoke rather to himself than to Doucebelle. "Whenever the maiden will speak to thee, do not repulse her. Lead her, to the best of thy power, to see that Christ is God's one cure for all evil. Yet He must teach it first to thyself." "I think He has done so a little," answered Doucebelle.
"Now then, go to bed," said the Countess, addressing Doucebelle: "and beware, every soul of you, that not a word comes out till I tell you ye may speak." "Belasez, when wilt thou be wed?" inquired Margaret, the next morning. If the thoughts of the bride ran upon weddings, it was not much to be wondered.
But no one liked to do it, and the silence went on again. Then Hawise same in, and wanted to know what they were all doing there. She was excessively shocked when Doucebelle told her. How extremely improper! She must go in and put a stop to it that minute. Hawise tapped at the door, but no answer came. She opened it, and stood, silenced and frightened by what she saw.
But let the child understand that to do this thing will please or displease God, and you have supplied a far stronger energising power, in the intelligible reference to the will of a living Person. Doucebelle felt this as, more or less, we all do. "Father," she said, after a momentary pause, "I want your advice." "State thy perplexity, my daughter."
But all was over for the night, and Doucebelle and Beatrice were beginning to think of bed, before Eva made her appearance. Of course the news had to be told again. "Oh dear, how shocking!" said Eva, putting down her bouquet. "How very distressing! What good could it have done poor dear Margaret, you know? and I am so easily upset, and so very sensitive! I never can bear scenes of that sort.
In her brain the words of the young Jewess took root and germinated, but so silently, that no one suspected it but herself. Father Nicholas had not the faintest idea of the importance of the question, when one morning, during the Latin lesson which he administered twice a week to the young ladies of the Castle, Doucebelle asked him the precise meaning of adoro.
Belasez's face was more troubled than before. "If thou canst not trust His priests, couldst thou not trust Him?" "Trust whom?" exclaimed Belasez, with her eyes on fire. "O Doucebelle, Doucebelle, I know not how to bear it! I thought I was so strong to stand up against all falsehood and error, and here, one man, with one word, Let me hold my peace.
I need some one's counsel sorely." "And canst thou not trust me, Christian though I am?" "Oh no, it is not that. Thou dost not understand, Doucebelle. Thou couldst not enter into my difficulty unless thou wert of my faith. That is the reason. It is not indeed that I mistrust thee." "Hast thou told thy father?" "My father? No!
Belasez kissed her hand and that of Margaret: but the tears choked the girl's voice as she turned to follow her father. The arguments against idolatry which Margaret had heard from Belasez were ghosts easily laid by Father Nicholas. But there had been one listener to that conversation, of whom neither party took account, and who could not forget it. This was Doucebelle de Vaux.
I thought this was the Priest that would suit me: this was the Prophet that could teach me: this was the Man, who, if only I knew that to do it was truth and not error, was light and not darkness, was life and not death, I could be content to follow to the world's end. And how am I to know it?" Doucebelle looked up earnestly, and the girls' eyes met.
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