And don't you see it will always be so! My father says the priesthood will always be in trouble if it sets itself above the United States.

Dear Joel, I can't go, indeed I _can't_ go!" He spoke more softly now.
"Thank God I don't realise it yet--I mean, that we must part.

You tell me so and I hear you and my mind knows, but my heart hasn't sensed it yet--I can feel it now going stupidly along singing its old happy song of hope and gladness, while all this is going on here outside.

But soon the big hurt will come.

Oh, Prue--Prue, girl!--can't you think what it will mean to me?
Don't you know how I shall sicken for the sight of you, and my ears will listen for you! Prudence, Prue, darling--yet I must not be womanish! I have a big work to do.