“There is nothing more, thank you,” I said, and he left the room.
I got up presently and dressed. The morning was still dark, and I dressed by candlelight. When I drew the curtains back the sky had just begun to glimmer in the reflected dawn from the other side of the house; but it was too dark to see to read except by artificial light.
I went out on to the landing, paused a moment, and heard a footstep in the priest’s room. Then I opened the door of the oratory and went in.
“At the end of woe suddenly our eyes shall be opened, and in clearness of light our sight shall be full: which light is God, our Maker and Holy Ghost, in Christ Jesus our Saviour.”
Mother Julian.