Her foster father had been outside for most of the morning, working on trimming the maple trees and mowing the lawn. "I used to cry myself to sleep, Hoddy, I was so forlorn and lonely. There was no sense in creating further difficulties for herself by arguing with the sergeant over her identity. Take them, and may they prove as serviceable to you as I desire. ’ ‘A convent?’ echoed Gerald with interest. There was more to be told, and this was as good a time as any.
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