He had felt a pang of his old pain, the result of the agitation wrought in him by this forcing open of a new period.

His old programme, his old ideal even had to be changed.

Say what one would, success was a complication and recognition had to be reciprocal.

The monastic life, the pious illumination of the missal in the convent cell were things of the gathered past.

It didn't engender despair, but at least it required adjustment.