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WHERE THERE IS NOTHING, THERE IS GOD

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    ttle ullagomed to pray, or bend over many s, er  togettle er, Brotrick, Brottern, Brotoo young to  battle, sat about to lay in ting in a large book, and one so  t lay t ender years t fire o leap and flicker. One of t or nine years, called Olioll, lay upon , and cars appearing and disappearing in t of turned presently to te in ty o teaco ars fastened? to see so mucy in tupidest of alline sp tened, on t Mercury, on t Venus, on t Mars, on t Jupiter, on t Saturn; tars; and on tened tars; but tance on whe beginning.

    is beyond t? said t; there is God.

    And trayed to t ruby  of ter put a great ruby on the box?

    the love of God.

    he love of God?

    Because it is red, like fire, and fire burns up everythere is God.

    to silence, but presently sat up and said, tside.

    No, replied t is only t in time.

    t ter drives tains. to a fold last nig careful thing.

    No, it is tstep of a man, for it is  I can steps of the wolves also.

    imes, but  loudness.

    I will go and open, for  be very cold.

    Do not open, for it may be a man?wolf, and he may devour us all.

    But t, and all t of ttle pale, turned tohe slowly?opening door.

    be a man?ted  fell over o , and dropping from tattered cloak t but o face atic eyes. Standing some  ed at last upon t Malat, O blessed abbot, let me come to t I may not die of tains, and anger tyrdom.

    Come to t, and  t is sad indeed t any for w has died should be as poor as you.

    t over took a aer. o dry a little and o she cold, he spoke again.

    O blessed abbot, y on ty on a beggar o do, t t of Gods poor.

    toget  o, and at first to little purpose, for t  found its labourer in t busy community; but at last one remembered t Brot o turn t quern in too stupid for anytting old for so  to the morrow.

    to summer, and t turned  gloom, too,  y, for Olioll, eac en and told to knoer on t into a lotle boys ears, and upidity, born of a mind t en to every  day  of sc first Brot to o took it for a great proof of t , o t trafficking co follocold  to t, rut day,  and te s upon took t by t and said, test of saints and of t noupidity tle marks in t  imes. I self at a sloping place, and understood by tears in  upidity oo old and oo neo save error of t to t timid in t  side s,  turned to told o learn, and began to cry, and t beside ed il  t do;O t beyond tars, s t kno from t t;; and t broke out of t tirred a little in my urned and sa;O Brot y moved mequot;; but I  stop running until I came alking toget  it   anot it ill in t t it o quarreling as mig gentle community, for eac a saint for ive province. At last t said,  you  Easter I ing from all, and eac  of to live in ts. ten years ago  trick and  into t t  labour only o t t many to  a little pride clung to a soul from rue t ains and eating t us go to  last, after long seeking,  is God; and bid rodden.

    te s along ten pates s, udded ones, in t of t doo pray, aing t  to the unknown darkness, as his way was.