and my prayer, which was not the prayer of quiet, passed in offering this concert to Jesus.
Another time I was in the laundry opposite a Sister who while washing hand-*kerchiefs splashed me every minute with dirty water. My first impulse was to draw back and wipe my face, so as to show her who besprinkled me in that fashion, that she would oblige me by working more quietly; but I reflected immediately that it was very foolish to refuse treasures so generously offered me, and I took good care not to show my annoyance. On the contrary, I made such successful efforts to wish for a plentiful splashing of dirty water, that at the end of half an hour I had really acquired a taste for this new sort of aspersion, and I determined to come again as often as possible to a place where happily such riches could be had gratuitously.
HIST. D'UNE AME, CH. X
I remember that sometimes, when
a postulant, I was so violently tempted
