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” “A little pit!” said Ann Veronica; “a little prison!” “It’s just as often a little refuge. "Open my heart, Father of Mercy!" she murmured, in a humble tone, and with downcast looks, "and make me sensible of the error of my ways. I step on my neighbour's feet, return and apologize because my acquired conscience orders me to do so; whereas you might pass on without caring if your neighbour hopped about on one foot. ” Her voice trembled with suppressed passion. If you had any idea what depths people have sunken to as you reside safely in this high fortress, you would search your soul to find the mote of charity left there. And you promised to tell me. "But if it is your mother, send her about her business. “The fellow is not such a blackguard, after all. "But—sapperment!—I wish they hadn't broken my pipe.
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