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She could smell the savory tinge of his sweat in the air. “I’ve been to hear you lots of times. Spare me yet a little while, Father! not for my own sake, but for the sake of this poor babe. Still—” Then, with incredible and obviously deliberate stupidity, and a voice as flat as her own, he asked, “Who is the man?” Her spirit raged within her at the dumbness, the paralysis that had fallen upon her. She could tell that he was furious in that instant. But behind these things which you have said to me there must be others of which I know nothing. ’ A question leapt into Everett’s head and he recalled the letter to the Abbess.
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