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More, more; I entreat you!

There is no more about him. Makrina only writes that she sees in the coming again of Maximus a proof that we are under the wrath of the Lord. She believes that great afflictions are in store for us, by reason of our sins.

Yes, yes, yes!—Tell me, Basil: your sister is surely a remarkable woman.

She is, indeed.

When you repeat to me passages from her letters, I seem to be listening to something full and perfect, such as I have long sighed for. Tell me, is she still bent on renouncing this world, and living in the wilderness

That is her steadfast intent.

Is it possible? She on whom all gifts seem to have been lavished? She who, 'tis known, is both young and beautiful; she, who has riches in prospect, and in possession such learning as is very rare in a woman! Do you know, Basil, I long to see her? What has she to do in the wilderness?