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Chapter 11

           Shelookedupoverherknittingandmetthethirdstrokeanditseemedtoherlikeherowneyesmeetingherowneyes,searchingasshealonecouldsearchintohermindandherheart,purifyingoutofexistencethatlie,anylie.Shepraisedherselfinpraisingthelight,withoutvanity,forshewasstern,shewassearching,shewasbeautifullikethatlight.Itwasodd,shethought,howifonewasalone,oneleanttoinanimatethings;trees,streams,flowers;felttheyexpressedone;felttheybecameone;felttheyknewone,inasensewereone;feltanirrationaltendernessthus(shelookedatthatlongsteadylight)asforoneself.Thererose,andshelookedandlookedwithherneedlessuspended,therecurledupoffthefloorofthemind,rosefromthelakeofone’sbeing,amist,abridetomeetherlover.

           Whatbroughthertosaythat:"WeareinthehandsoftheLord?"shewondered.Theinsincerityslippinginamongthetruthsrousedher,annoyedher.Shereturnedtoherknittingagain.HowcouldanyLordhavemadethisworld?sheasked.Withhermindshehadalwaysseizedthefactthatthereisnoreason,order,justice:butsuffering,death,thepoor.Therewasnotreacherytoobasefortheworldtocommit;sheknewthat.Nohappinesslasted;sheknewthat.

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