Dearest Callie,

       Like some poor silly, foolish nun clasping a crucifix to her breast, so I clutch this book you inscribed as token of our vows. I search those ancient songs for comfort. Your favorite Psalm is there--

               Against thee, thee only, have I sinned, and done this evil in thy sight:  that thou mightest be justified when thou speakest, and be clear when thou judgest.

       Behold, I was shapen in iniquity; and in sin did my mother conceive me.

       Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts; and in the hidden part thou shalt make me to know wisdom.

       Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean:  wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

           Ah, and what if her crucifix be the gift of a wiccan who delights in mocking Christ crucified?  Can the little nun cast away so sacred a pledge?  --Can she retain an object so defiled?

                                                                          Your ever faithful


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