TWO:"Now, what think you of this?" demanded the abbot, when he had finished.But here his firmness again forsook him;��he had stepped from his home��from the quiet seclusion that was endeared to him by years of residence and holy recollections, into a strange world, to struggle and contend��to sin, and be sinned against; and he leaned against the abbey wall with such a feeling of desolation as a child may be supposed to feel, as he bends over the grave of his last surviving parent. A few bitter drops of wounded pride, and deep regret, forced their way down his cheeks, and it was not until he became conscious that a group of persons of different ages and sexes were silently and sympathizingly gazing upon him, that it occurred to him he ought to remove to a less conspicuous situation.

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