back. tent emerged from tered quietly and deftly ent . t murmur began again.
ill leave tand up, put one foot before t softly and tly treets. ill escape from t been any terrible crime but t one sin! been murder! Little fiery flakes fell and touc all points, ss, ss. Sinually. to say it in words! ifling and o be.
t back. A penitent emerged from tent entered . A soft s out of t whispering vapour, whispering and vanishing.
ly under cover of t. one hem all.
It o be good. Gods yoke and lig ter never to o tle co come to errible and a sad to sin. But God o poor sinners was indeed goodness.
t to suddenly. tent came out. . ood up in terror and o the box.
At last it in t gloom and raised o te crucifix suspended above ell all a sinner t rue. But God o forgive oe form, praying rembling body, s creature, praying h whimpering lips.
-- Sorry! Sorry! O sorry!
t bounded in . t ting, averted from to bless ed teor in frig t grievous fault hless.
-- since your last confession, my child?
-- A long time, father.
-- A month, my child?
-- Longer, father.
-- ths, my child?
-- Longer, father.
-- Six months?
-- Eigher.
asked:
-- And time?
o confess said, lies.
-- Anything else, my child?
Sins of anger, envy of ottony, vanity, disobedience.
-- Anything else, my child?
there was no help. he murmured:
-- Icommitted sins of impurity, father.
t did not turn his head.
-- ith yourself, my child?
-- Andhers.
-- ith women, my child?
-- Yes, father.
-- ere they married women, my child?
knoream of vice. t sins oozed forto tell. he bowed his head, overcome.
t . then he asked:
-- how old are you, my child?
-- Sixteen, father.
t passed imes over ing oing and, ill averted, spoke slowly. his voice was weary and old.
-- You are very young, my c