’ ‘No, I wouldn’t have believed you. How she had hated it!… All these mumblings which were never explained, which carried no more sense to her brain than they would have carried to Old Morgan's swearing parrot. Tickle the ears of their reverences with any idle nonsense you please: but tell them nothing you care to have repeated. Would to God I had.
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