It was as if he were suddenly afraid of me--which struck me indeed as perhaps the best thing to make him. No touch of sin would linger upon the hands with which he would elevate and break the host; no touch of sin would linger on his lips in prayer to make him eat and drink damnation to himself not discerning the body of the Lord. --Kneel down! cried the prefect of studies. We were on the edge of the lake, and, as we had lately begun geography, the lake was the Sea of Azof.
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