When that hour arrives--and, mark me, come it will--turn from the world to which you clung, to the refuge which you spurned.

Find me the cell which shall be colder than the fire of mortals grows, when dimmed by calamity and trial, and there weep for the dreams of youth.

These things are Heaven's will, not mine," said the friar, subduing his voice as he looked round upon the shrinking girls.

"The Virgin's blessing be upon you, daughters!" 'With these words he disappeared through the postern; and the sisters hastening into the house were seen no more that day.
'But nature will smile though priests may frown, and next day the sun shone brightly, and on the next, and the next again.

And in the morning's glare, and the evening's soft repose, the five sisters still walked, or worked, or beguiled the time by cheerful conversation, in their quiet orchard.
'Time passed away as a tale that is told; faster indeed than many tales that are told, of which number I fear this may be one.