Голод
Part I
Iwantedalsotothankherinwritingforthefewdays’overtimeinwhichIoccupiedtheroom.ThecertaintythatIwasnowsavedforsometimetocomeincreasedsostronglyinmethatIevenpromisedherfiveshillings.Iwouldcallinsomedaywhenpassingby.
Besidesthat,Iwantedtoprovetoherwhatanuprightsortofpersonherroofhadsheltered.
Ileftthenotebehindmeonthetable.
OnceagainIstoppedatthedoorandturnedround;thebuoyantfeelingofhavingrisenonceagaintothesurfacecharmedme,andmademefeelgratefultowardsGodandallcreation,andIkneltdownatthebedsideandthankedGodaloudforHisgreatgoodnesstomethatmorning.
Iknewit;ah!IknewthattheraptureofinspirationIhadjustfeltandnoteddownwasamiraculousheaven-brewinmyspiritinanswertomyyesterday’scryforaid.
"ItwasGod!ItwasGod!"Icriedtomyself,andIweptforenthusiasmovermyownwords;nowandthenIhadtostopandlistenifanyonewasonthestairs.AtlastIroseupandpreparedtogo.Istolenoiselesslydowneachflightandreachedthedoorunseen.
Thestreetswereglisteningfromtherainwhichhadfallenintheearlymorning.Theskyhungdampandheavyoverthetown,andtherewasnoglintofsunlightvisible.Iwonderedwhatthedaywouldbringforth?IwentasusualinthedirectionoftheTownHall,andsawthatitwashalf-pasteight.
