tasting tanding once more in a ion. For t time in oo ty toice o stay; no pretty peasant girl retain .

    At one point s portal stood many stone figures in deep niced by ornamental small columns: very old figures of angels, disciples, and martyrs, like times. In er in Mariabronn t,  t  passion; tiful and dignified to  a little too solemn and stiff and old-faser, after ed by Master Niklauss s sad madonna at t long journey, one figures too  tain contempt and ers neype of art mucense, and animated. Nourning from a  adventures and experiences, filled algia for consciousness and neion, oucraordinary porict, ancient figures. Reverently ood before t of long-past days continued to live on, in er centuries, ts of long-since-vanisions, frozen to stone, offered resistance to time. A feeling of admiration rose , and of  ed, burned-up life.   done for an infinitely long time. o a confessional to confess and be punished.

    t no priests. tal, or tamination. ty. Goldmunds steps econe vault.  before an empty confessional, closed o t;Dear God, see  and little remains. I olen, I en te us t your c die for us? Are ts and angels to guide us? Or are tty, invented stories t ell to c o doubt you, Lord. You ed t in bad order. I reets littered  ter ttle; I  people suffer and die, and many a y. ely forgotten and abandoned us, are you completely disgusted ion, do you  us all to peris;

    itepped out tal and sa statues, angels and saints stand all in tiffly folded goed by trict and deaf tood t