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my poor mother ! '' For two days after that John saw no more of Brother Paul . `` He is doing his penance somewhere , '' he thought . Meanwhile the snow was still falling , and when the brothers went out to Lauds at 6 A.M. they passed through a cutting of snow which was banked up afresh every morning , though the day had not then dawned . On the third day John was the first to go down to the hall , and there he met Brother Paul , with his spade in his hands , coming out of the courtyard . He looked like a man who was melting before a fire as surely as a piece of wax . `` I am sorry now that I told you , '' said John .