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"I am quite easy now; receive my blessing, my dear son; and if we never meet again, rest assured my last prayer shall be for you. With an open hand, he slapped her face. I could not dream of loving you. Paris was full, and it was by no means a retired spot which she had found. For a time she could scarcely believe he was gone.
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