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 himself an apron of the leaves of the fig-tree.

When, therefore, I saw that my Companion had sinned, and was dressed in leaves (for he had nothing else), I left him. And standing afar off, I beheld him through my Tears, and waited for Him Who should save me from Faintness of Spirit in so great a Storm. And suddenly there came a Sound from Heaven that shook the whole of Para-*