Early in 1910, what Péguy had confidentially told [his friend Joseph] Lotte [in September 1908: “I have found faith again. I am a Catholic.”] was to be publicly avowed in a work which will not doubt make its author’s name last for centuries in Catholic France. It bore a long title which reminds one of a heavy granite lintel over an ancient doorway: “The Mystery of the Charity of Joan of Arc.” Very few noticed the book, fewer still realized its importance. The “Mystery” was published as a Cahier but probably the subscribers did not even cut its leaves.
—Julian Green, Introduction to Charles Péguy, Basic Verities: [Selected]Prose and Poetry (1943).
There was no question of being seen or of not being seen. It was the innate being of work which needed to be well done.