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Emile looked at her, then down, and clearly caught the bright gleam on the floor. If Jack should die, all though her fault, she could never forgive herself. ’ Her eyes narrowed. ‘Looks like it. "You can no longer refuse to tell me the name of this youth's father, Aliva," he said. The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. Shouting to his companion, even as they passed by where I hid myself, he called out that he thought to find you at the convent. She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. Neither would she allow herself to feel guilty nor would she allow him to find a way into the house.
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