He frowned angrily upon his thought and on the shrivelled mannikin who had called it forth. The rector went on gravely: --You are all familiar with the story of the life of saint Francis Xavier, I suppose, the patron of your college. A soft liquid joy flowed through the words where the soft long vowels hurtled noiselessly and fell away, lapping and flowing back and ever shaking the white bells of their waves in mute chime and mute peal, and soft low swooning cry; and he felt that the augury he had sought in the wheeling darting birds and in the pale space of sky above him had come forth from his heart like a bird from a turret, quietly and swiftly. Two penitents rose and entered the confessional at either side.
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