We were to live in some wretched London suburb. ‘They lived with him, one after the other, for all the world as his wife. She told him the story of her parents, her marriage to Iovelli, the loss of her baby, the kidnapping after the miscarriage. He parried without apparent effort. And I affirm to you, on my own conviction, that she who falls, because she has not strength granted her to struggle with affliction, may be reclaimed,—may repent, and be forgiven,—even as she, whose sins, 'though many, were forgiven her'. ’ ‘I’m that sorry, miss,’ Kimble said glumly.
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