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Then the great host stirred, arose, and in a time incredibly brief, silently gave itself back to the city; while the Basileus issued from his solitary vigils in the Chapel, and, in a chastened spirit doubtless, sought his couch in one of the gilded interiors up somewhere under the Tower of Isaac. The Hegumen of the St.

"God's will be done, were better! ... So, if it please you," she went on, "tell me all the Hegumen told you about me." "Everything?" he asked doubtfully. "Why not?" "Part of it is too wicked for repetition." "Yet it was an accusation." "Yes." "Sergius, you are no match in cunning for my enemies. They are Greeks trained to diplomacy; you are" she paused and half smiled "only a pupil of Hilarion's.

Eventually, though against my will, they raised me their Hegumen. And so my story reaches its end. May it find thee enjoying the delight of the soul's rest I have been enjoying without interruption since I began life anew in this retreat, where the days are days of prayer, and the nights illuminated by visions of Paradise and Heaven.

The Hegumen followed next, and because of his age and infirmities a young man carried the torch for him. The chanting was sweet, pure, and in perfect time. All these evidences of refinement and respectability were noticed by the Prince, and looking at the torch-bearer again, he recognized the young monk, his room-mate in the White Castle.

The Greeks deny the existence of such a state, saying there are but two places awaiting the soul after death Heaven and Hell." Again the Hegumen paused, arrested, as it were, by a return of vindictive passion. "Oh, the schismatics!" he exclaimed. "Not to see in the Latin idea of a third place a mercy of God unto them especially!

Lazarus for patron. At night an angel visits them with healing. They refuse to believe the age of miracles is past." The city monastics were a great host carrying banners with the name of their Brotherhoods inscribed in golden letters; and in every instance the Hegumen, or Abbot, preceded his fraternity torch in hand.

The moderation of the Hegumen had been thus far singularly becoming and impressive; now a fierce light gleamed in his eyes, and he cried, with a spasmodic clutch of the hands: "We are not of the forsworn! The curse of the perjured is not on our souls!"

Sergius, besides standing with his back to the door of the cell, was listening to the Hegumen with an absorption of sense so entire that he was unaware of the quiet entrance of a third party, who halted after a step or two but within easy hearing. "The request is timely most timely," the Hegumen replied, without regarding the presence of the newcomer.

Was the Hegumen so exacting? Old people are always forgetting they cannot make young people old like themselves; and it was so inconvenient, especially now she wanted to hear of the bear tender. Then she adverted to the monk more directly. How tall he was! How noble and good of face!

"Sergius, did the Hegumen tell you whence this calumny had origin?" "He laid it to rumor merely." "Surely he disclosed some ground for it. A dignitary of his rank and profession cannot lend himself to shaming a helpless woman without reason or excuse." "Except your residence at Therapia, he gave no reason." Here she looked at Sergius, and the pain in the glance was pitiful.

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