Of course, there is
no use arguing with you again, Sister Mary John. You are determined,
I can see that; but I do assure you that your leaving us is a sore
trial to us, more than you think for."
In the passage Sister Mary John came unexpectedly upon Evelyn
returning from the novitiate.
"Well, I have got through my Latin lesson, and Mother Hilda is
delighted at my progress. She flatters herself on her instruction,
but any progress I have made is owing to you.... But what is the
matter, Sister? Why do you move away?" Evelyn put her hand on the
nun's shoulder.
"Don't, Sister; I must go."
"Why must you go?"
"Teresa, try to think--" She was about to say "of God, and not of
me," but her senses seemed to swoon a little at that moment, and she
fell into Evelyn's arms.
"Teresa! Teresa! What is this?"
It was the Prioress coming from her room.
"A sudden giddiness, Mother," the nun answered.
"Just as I was telling her of my Latin lesson in the novitiate, that
I could learn Latin with her better than with Mother Hilda."
"We met in the passage," Sister Mary John said, moving away.
"And a sudden giddiness came over her," Evelyn explained.
"Teresa, Sister Cecilia, who is our sacristan, is a little slow; she
wants help, you are just the one to help her, and come with me.
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