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She could not understand hies and his

devotion to the church It was the church building he cared for;

and yet his soul was passionate for so the ork, restoring the

organ, andas perfect as possible To keep

the church fabric and the church-ritual intact was his business;

to have the inti utterly in his own hands,

and to make the form of service complete There was a little

bright anguish and tension on his face, and in his intent

movements He was like a lover who knows he is betrayed, but who

still loves, whose love is only the more intense The church was

false, but he served it thethe day, at his work in the office, he kept himself

suspended He did not exist He worked autoo home

He loved with a hot heart the dark-haired little Ursula, and

he waited for the child to come to consciousness Now the mother

monopolized the baby But his heart waited in its darkness His

hour would co run, he learned to submit to Anna She forced hi him the letter of his

own She combated in him his devils She suffered very es, when a blackness

filled him, and a black wind see that had to do with hi annihilated by hiht, in this state, he would

kneel down to say his prayers She looked at his crouching

figure