28/29 I knew I should marry him in the end, but I never thought I could consent so soon. Oh, Sister Gabrielle, you are so good--were you never in love ?" The Sister was silent, and looked away. It makes days seem like hundreds of years, or makes them pass in a flash of light, in a second. It oversets every idea of time, and plays with one's resolutions as the wind with a feather. If once it gets the mastery of one, it crowds a lifetime of pain and pleasure into one day; it never leaves one for a moment. |