"Sister Teresa is wonderful—her ravishments when God descended upon her and she seemed to be borne away. But I didn't think that any one among you experienced anything like that. It doesn't seem to me that a counterpart is quite the same; there is something earthly."
"No, Sister, nothing earthly whatever."
"But, Veronica, you said that Sister Mary John left the convent because she believed me to be her counterpart. I am in the world, am I not?"
A perplexed look came into Veronica's face, and she said:
"There are counterparts and counterparts."
"And you think I am a wicked counterpart? You wouldn't like me to be yours?"
"I didn't say that, Sister; only mine is in heaven."
"And when did he come last to you?" Evelyn asked, as she folded up the vestments.
"Teresa, you are folding those vestments wrong. You're not thinking of what you're doing." And the vestments turned the talk back to Father Ambrose.
"Surely the monk isn't the counterpart you were speaking of just now?"