Chapter 13 SISTER BERNICE IS COMFORTED

Girls and gold are the softer the purer they are.

-Jean Paul Richter.

he beautiful flowers that grew down in the meadow where we laid our Brother Agonius in his chamber of rest, like him were soon gathered up into the arms of the Master Reaper. The enchantments of the long, hot, summer days had worked silently but surely the entrancing spells