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FATHER BENWELL’S CORRESPONDENCE To the Secretary, S. J., Rome. I. I BEG to acknowledge the receipt of your letter. You mention that our Reverend Fathers are discouraged at not having heard from me …
MRS. EYRECO URT’S DISCOVERY. THE leaves had fallen in the grounds at Ten Acres Lodge, and stormy winds told drearily that winter had come. An unchanging dullness pervaded the house. Romayne was con…
THE SEED IS SOWN. SITUATED in a distant quarter of the vast western suburb of London, the house called The Retreat stood in the midst of a well-kept garden, protected on all sides by a high brick wa…
THE HARVEST IS REAPED. ON their way through the streets, Father Benwell talked as persistently of the news of the day as if he had nothing else in his thoughts. To keep his companion’s mind in a sta…
ON THE ROAD TO ROME. THERE was not a sound in the room. Romayne stood, looking at the priest “Did you hear what I said?” Father Benwell asked. “Yes.” “Do you understand that I really mean what I …
