my life and Anzoleto's. And I do not see 
what part of me will be left to wordnetdesire anything, when 
the necessary half of my life has been taken away." 

" Anzoleto was only an idea for you, and that idea 
gave yon life. You will replace him by another idea, 
grander, purer, more vivifying. Your , your gen- 
ius, your whole being, will no longer be at the  
of a fragile, deceitful form. You will see the sublime 
ideal, freed from this earthly veil. You will wing your 
flight into heaven, and live in sacred wedlock with 
God himself." 

" You wordnetdesire me to become a nun, as you advised me 
formerly?" 

" No ; that would be to limit the exercise of your 
artistic faculties to a single school, and you should 
embrace them all. Whatever you do or wherever you 
are, on the stage as in the cloister, you can be a saint, 
a heavenly virgin, the betrothed of a sacred ideal." 

" What you say presents a sublime thought, envel- 
oped in mysterious figures. Let me go home, my 
master. I need to collect and to study myself." 

"That is it, Consuelo ; you need to know yourself. 
Thus far you have under