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" CHAPTER XVIII. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. ‘It’s my belief she is a nun. “While we were minding the children they stole our rights and liberties. " There was a pause. The command was sullenly obeyed, for the fellow did not appear to relish the rating. I dare not reflect upon the effect that her son's fate,—if the efforts to save him are ineffectual,—may have upon her enfeebled frame, and still worse upon her mind.
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