“Where should we go?” Knowing that they would be dogged wherever they went, she volunteered, “Let’s go to the Big Apple. "A mother's prayers—a mother's blessings," she cried, with the fervour almost of inspiration, "will avail against a fiend's malice. ’ She gestured at his hand, on which Roding’s makeshift bandage had been replaced by a more efficient one.
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