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Updated: June 24, 2025
And Sister Angela and Sister Theckla came into the room and they said: "See, now, what you have done to the windows!" Sure enough, when the little girls looked at the windows the glass was all dim and blurred with little damp finger-prints!
She stood with her little pink hands folded, and looked up at the lady who held to her so closely. Sister Helen Vincula said: "It was Sister Theckla who spent that summer with the sick, and it was Sister Theckla who brought the child to us. Can you not go home with us? Or I could write to you at once " "No," said the lady. "I will go. The child shall not leave me
Sister Theckla, who always stayed the one hour in that room, had gone to say to the Sisters that the one hour was over, and that it was raining, and what must the little girls do now?
Then the little girl stopped crying, too, and ran and caught Bessie Bell's hand again and said to her again: "I beg your pardon! Grant me grace! I hope the cat won't scratch your face!" So they went skipping down the walk together just as they had gone before. Then Sister Mary Felice and Sister Theckla both said: "Well! Well!"
"If I am to have the naming of him," said he, "then surely I shall call him Maximus, for there is not such a giant upon earth." "Hark you," said the Prefect. "The Emperor has deigned to give you a Roman name, since you have come into his service. Henceforth you are no longer Theckla, but you are Maximus. Can you say it after me?" "Maximin," repeated the Barbarian, trying to catch the Roman word.
Sister Theckla and Sister Angela came to the door of the room, and they were so astonished that they could only look at one another and say to one another: "What do they mean? Where did they learn that?" And the little girl who had taught the other little girls that much of the song remembered some more; and so she beat louder than ever on the window pane and said: "Rain, rain, rain, Go away!
By-and-by, after a long interview, in which I laid all my troubles before these comforters, the vicar asked me what I thought of doing. "I shall go away," I said. "I have exhausted London. `I have lived and loved, as Theckla says; and there is no hope of my getting on here! I would think that everybody would recall my past life, whenever they saw me, and throw it all back in my teeth."
In brief, so did Sergius' estimate of the Princess increase that he was unaware of impropriety when, trudging slowly after the train of attendants, he associated her with heroines most odorous in Church and Scriptural memories; with Mothers Superior famous for sanctity; with Saints, like Theckla and Cecilia; with the Prophetess who was left by the wayside in the desert of Zin, and the later seer and singer, she who had her judgment-seat under the palm tree of Deborah.
That was what twenty-five years with the eagles had done for Theckla the Thracian peasant. He was listening now for he was a man of few words to the chatter of his centurions. One of them, Balbus the Sicilian, had been to the main camp at Mainz, only four miles away, and had seen the Emperor Alexander arrive that very day from Rome.
Crassus had interpreted this short dialogue. He now turned to the Emperor. "If he is indeed to be always at your call, Caesar, it would be well to give the poor Barbarian some name which your lips can frame. Theckla is as uncouth and craggy a word as one of his native rocks." The Emperor pondered for a moment.
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