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that froze the marrow in my bones, and made my teeth chatter as if they had been of iron.
Daniel.
O, may God forgive you!
Francis.
He did not forgive me.—Behold, an old man appeared, bent to the ground with sorrow,—a horrible sight; for he had gnawed away one half of his arm from hunger.—None could bear to look upon him.—I knew him:—He cut off one of his grey locks, and threw it from him.—Then I heard a voice issue from the smoke of the mountain: "Mercy and forgiveness to all the sinners of the earth! Thou only art rejected." (After a long pause.) Why don't you laugh?
Daniel.
Laugh? at what makes my flesh creep?—Dreams come from God!
Francis.
Fy, fy! you must not say so.—Call me a fool, a child, an idiot,—any thing. But prithee laugh at me.
Daniel.