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"But do you not think that the time spent in meditation might be
spent more profitably, Father? I have often thought so."
"If the meditation were really one."
"Exactly, Father, but who can further thoughts; thought wanders, and
before one is aware one finds oneself far from the subject of the
meditation."
"No doubt; no doubt."
"It was through active work that Sister Teresa was cured." "If any
fact has come to your knowledge, Sister, it is your duty to tell it
to me, the spiritual adviser of the nuns, notwithstanding all the
attempts of the Prioress to usurp my position."
"Well, Father, if you ask me--"
"Yes, certainly I ask you." And Sister Winifred told how, through a
dream, Sister Cecilia had been unable to go down from her cell to
watch before the Sacrament.
"We are not answerable for our dreams," the priest answered.
"No; but if we pray for dreams?"
"But Cecilia could not desire such a dream?"
"Not exactly that dream." And so the story was gradually unfolded to
the priest.
"What you tell me is very serious. The holy hours which should be
devoted to meditation of the Cross wasted in dreams of counterparts!
A strange name they have given these visitations, some might have
given them a harsher name.
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