I am resolved now.

I will take the vows and become a religious, and then I shall find peace.

I am weary of all this confusing world." "Foolish one," and Jeanne played with the little curls which strayed around Catherine's ear.

"You were not born for a nunnery.

Not that way God calls you." "Show me His way," the girl implored.
"He shows His way privily to each heart, and His ways are many.