Capitolo 63
"Yes, I gave them to Adamo, but I didn't think that you would have guessed. ME
enjoyed Your job for a hour to-day, and I don't have strongly words
enough to express my admiration."
"There is not any need of some. Tell me around you: thing you have been
making this whole year?" he asked, while looking with genuine satisfaction the
serene face and statement to the sun in front of him, for the dissatisfaction, the anxiety and sadness
it was there visible.
"I am working and I have waited", she started.
"And succeeding, if I can believe what I see and I feel and read", him
says, with a small expressive wave of the book as him it placed down it
in front of her.
"My notebook! I didn't know what I had lost him. Where did it find him/it?"
"From the brook where I stopped to remain. The moment I saw Your name me
close him/it on. Forgive me, but I cannot ask the forgiveness reading some pages
of that small Gospel of patience, love and the abnegation."
You gave him a glance of reproach, and expedited out the eloquent book of
perceives as she said, with a momentary shade on his/her face,--
"You/he/she has been a hard assignment; but I think that I have learned him, and it am alone
starting to find that my dream _is_ 'a light of midday and the truth', to
me."
"Then you don't abandon Your hopes, and it placed down Your utensils?" him
asked, with some anxiety.
"Never! Me for first I thought that I could not serve two masters, but
in to try to be faithful to a self I find me I am nearbyer and dearer to the
other. My cares and my duties are increasing lighter every day (or I have
learned to bear better them), and when my ease comes me I am able
knows whether to use him/it, for my head it is full of ambitious plans, and I feel
what I can do anything _now_."
The whole old enthusiasm shone in its eyes and a sense of the power
him betrayed in voice and it gesticulates as she spoke.
"I believe him/it", he said of heart. "You has learned the secret, as
that tries."
You psychoanalyze looked at the childish image as him it sharpened to him, and in her
you face there it came to a maternal expression that has made him a lot of dessert.