He strode homeward, conscious of an invisible grace pervading and making light his limbs. Father Arnall rose from his seat and went among them, helping the boys with gentle words and telling them the mistakes they had made. But my companion, with less imagination, kept me up. He who utters it is more conscious of the instant of emotion than of himself as feeling emotion.
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