The Home and the World

try. What a stupendous joy there was in this unquestioning surrender. Verily had

on revealing himself. The tone of his voice became as intimate as a touch, every look flung itself on its knees in beggary. And, thro

t seemed, how terrible, and yet how sweet! Then there was my overpowering curiosity, to which there seemed no limit. He of whom I knew but little, who neve

ok down upon him. Nevertheless this flesh-and-blood lute of mine, fashioned with my feeling and fancy, found in him a master-

me which ... what shall I say? ... w

p to an eminence from where I can see in a moment the boundary of my life extended on al

ffering come to our house; let the best in me shrivel up and become bl

maudlin repentance, vowing never to touch liquor again, and yet, the very same evening, sitting down to drink and drink-it would fill me with disgust. Bu

e a nightmare which will vanish all of a sudden with all its untruth. It has become so frightfully incongruo

s, too; but they had not such lavish looking after-we were so absurdly taken up with our husbands. Poor brother Nikhil is paying the penalty of being born too modern. He should h

d the nature of the cause of my devotion. I was then wrapped in the protecting armour of t