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The necessity of reform among the clergy had come home to them forcibly, as it had to Vincent himself; the Jansenists' lives were austere and mortified. The book which contained their heretical doctrines, the Augustinus of Jansenius, was read by only a few, and these mostly scholars.
The doctor was deeply offended by this speech, for the statement that he should one day die seemed to him a reflection upon his professional mastery over death. Mrs. Jansenius was glad to see Trefusis confirming her bad opinion and report of him by his conduct and language in the doctor's presence.
Jansenius, though a few words from his wife had surprised and somewhat calmed him, was still pitiably restless and uneasy. At last the police arrived. At sight of their uniforms excitement revived; there was a general conviction that something effectual would be done now. But the constables were only mortal, and in a few moments a whisper spread that they were fooled.
Vincent de Paul, of a nature more austere and at the same time more ardent, he had early devoted himself to the study of theology. Connected in his youth with a Fleming, Jansen, known under the name of Jansenius and afterwards created Bishop of Ypres, he adopted with fervor the doctrines as to the grace of God which his friend had imbibed in the school of St.
He drew back from the proffered hand of his son-in-law, like an overworried child from an ill-timed attempt to pet it. Trefusis pitied him. The nurse coughed and retired. "Have you been speaking to Mrs. Jansenius?" said Trefusis. "Yes," said Jansenius offensively. "So have I, unfortunately. Pray make my apologies to her. I was rude. The circumstances upset me."
I am sorry to trouble you." "Oh, you will be no greater trouble than you have always been," said Mrs. Jansenius calmly, not displeased to see that her daughter had taken the hint. "You had better go and wash your face. People may call, and I presume you don't wish to receive them in that plight. If you meet Arthur on the stairs, please tell him he may come in."
Jansenius, still indifferent to her daughter's agitation, considered a moment, and then said placidly: "You can do nothing until we hear from the solicitor. In the meantime you may stay with us, if you wish. I did not expect a visit from you so soon; but your room has not been used since you went away." Mrs.
Miller," said Agatha, snapping her fingers. "And you are not half so good as I thought." "Agatha," said Mr. Jansenius, "I desire you to hold your tongue." Agatha drew a deep breath, sat down resignedly, and said: "There! I have done. I have lost my temper; so now we have all lost our tempers." "You have no right to lose your temper, Miss," said Mr. Jansenius, following up a fancied advantage.
"But I really was not thinking when I I did not intend to say that I would I " "I know. You will come if we are married." "Yes. IF we are married." "We shall be married. Do not write either to your mother or Jansenius until I ask you." "I don't intend to. I have nothing to write about." "Wretch that you are! And do not be jealous if you catch me making love to Lady Brandon.
Miss Wilson, after asking the housekeeper with some asperity why she had allowed that man to interfere in the attendance, explained to the guests that he was the idiot of the countryside. Mr. Jansenius laughed, and said that he had not seen the man's face, but that his figure reminded him forcibly of some one; he could not just then recollect exactly whom.
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