ne
at those who cannot accomplish everything, who cannot equalize all the
inequalities that have come into the world from sin. The temple is
great, pure, and sublime, even though cares, sloth, and base submission
have found hiding-places in it."

From the bottom of her heart, the Professorin sought to keep Manna from
losing her hold upon religion; she spoke with enthusiasm of those who
devote their whole existence to the Most High, who restlessly work and
strive, without reward, to fashion the earth into a dwelling-place of
love and virtue.

Manna looked up astonished at the woman who thus counselled her; her
lips parted, but she could not utter the words that lay upon her
tongue; she wanted to ask. "But are you not a Huguenot?" But she kept
back the words, for it seemed to her at this moment as if every
difference in form of religious belief had been blotted out; here was
indeed nothing but a heart simple in its purpose, gentle, patient,
suffering, and devoted to good. Now she felt that she had fully and
entirely devoted herself to the noble woman; she flung herself into her
arms; with tears in her eyes she kissed the Mother's cheeks, forehead,
and hands, and asked her to lay her hands upon her head, and save her
from dying of grief.

Silent and locked in each other's arms sat the two women, when a knock
was heard at the door.

Sonnenkamp called out that he must speak with his daughter.

"You must speak to him," said the Professorin.

Manna rose, and pushed back the bolts of the door.

Sonnenkamp entered.

"I am glad you are well again," said he in a clear voice to the
Professor's wife.

He did not dream with what eyes the Professorin and his child regarded
him.

"I thank you," he continued, making a gesture which was intended to
signify that he desired to be alone with Manna.

Manna perceived it, and she begged--she could not express her agony,
but she begged earnestly--that her father would permit the Professorin
to be present at the conversation; she had no secrets from the noble
woman.

Sonnenkamp shrugged his shoulders.

Was it possible? No, it could not be, his own child could not have
betrayed him.

He now said plainly that he would rather speak with Manna alone.

The Professorin rose to go, and Sonnenkamp begged her in a kindly tone
to keep his wife company during his absence, and give her all the
instruction and advice necessary to enable her to enter upon her new
sphere of life with beco