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And for twelve years he has been so; until his long security, well-nigh obliterating remembrance of the deed, has bred almost a sense of innocence within his breast. I spent agonizing weeks wandering Mantua in search of you, finally arriving at the idea of asking someone who you were. “Wow. But with returning breath came returning vociferations; and the carpenter, with a faint hope of lessening the clamour by change of scene, took up his lantern, opened the door, and walked out. He has been a father to me and my child. "I have him!" cried a voice in triumph.

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