head, as they say can be done with a crayfish, I'd give it with my blessing."
"I would give him both of mine, and be happy in my blindness," Magdalena said, the tears of gratitude which stood in them enhancing the endowment she would bestow with such unselfish heart.
"Well, it cannot be done, doña: poor Juan must remain a blind man to the end of his sad life. And he could strike a blow with a great hammer the equal of any man I ever saw."
"And how much greater the strength and nobility of his heart!"
"Yes, it takes a man to hold his body betweer another one and the fire. And this is the ninth day since Dominguez brought them home. Nine days of unceasing prayer! It is tremendous!"
"Great blessings call for great sacrifices, untiring devotion, Borromeo."
"Yes, it is reasonable that Our Señora cannot keep count of every man's trouble, there are so many men. She is a very busy lady, looking after the afflictions of all mankind."
"True. But it is also certain that if her attention is called to some particular case by such great acts of devotion and continual appeal, she will intercede for that person if he is worthy."
"Is Tula still determined to carry out the last great act of humility that she has set her heart on so solidly?"
"She is determined."
"And that is tonight?"
