The nun on the threshold was of middle age and heavily built, her back uneven from toil and her hands roughened. "And someday let him care for me!" She sprang up, alarmed. Anna, why will you persist in this single-handed combat with life?” “Don’t!” she cried. To divide the agony into two spheres so that one would mitigate the other. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and trains! And, oh the beautiful books! She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart. I have a new cult to teach, a new enthusiasm.
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