nowledge of evil; for that is ill, altogether."
"Then, how is it, Father," said I, "that some folks see their way so
much plainer than others, and never become tangled in labyrinths? They
seem to see in a moment one thing to be done, and that only: not as
though they walked along a road which parted in twain, and knew not
which turn to take."
"There may be many reasons. Some have more wit than others, and thus
perceive the best way. Some are less readily turned aside by minor
considerations. Some let their will conflict with God's will: and some
desire to perceive His only, and to follow it."
"Those last are perfect men," said I.
"Ay," he made answer: "or rather, they are sinners whom Christ first
loved, and taught to love Him back. My daughter, love is the great clue
to lead thee out of labyrinths. Whom lovest thou--Jesu Christ, or
Sister Alianora?"
"Now, Father, you land me in my last puzzle. I have always been taught,
ever since I came hither, a little child, that love of God and the holy
saints is the only love allowed to a religious woman. All other love is
worldly, carnal, and wicked. Tell me, is this true?"
"No." The word came quick and curt.
"Truly," said I, "it would give me great relief to be assured of that.
The love of our kindred, then, is permitted?"
"`Whoso loveth not his brother whom he hath seen, how can he love God
whom he hath not seen? And this mandate we have from God: that he who
loveth God, love his brother also.'"
"Father," said I, fairly enchanted to hear such words, "are those words
of some holy doctor, such as Saint Austin?"
"They are the words," saith he softly, "of the disciple that Jesu loved.
He seems to have caught a glimmer of his Master."
"But," said I, "doth it mean my mother's son, or only my brother in
religion?"
"It can scarcely exclude thy mother's son," saith he somewhat drily.
"Daughter, see thou put God first: and love all other as much as ever
thou canst."
"_Ha, jolife_!" cried I, "if the Church will but allow it."
"What God commandeth," said he, "can not His Church disallow."
Methought I heard a faint stress on the pronoun.
"Father," said I, "are there more Churches than one?"
"There is one Bride of Christ. There is also a synagogue of Satan."
"Ah! that, I count, is the Eastern Church, that man saith hath departed
from the faith."
"They that depart from the faith make that Church. I fear they may so
do in the West as well
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