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"I can't see him. They were now in a sort of cellar, at one end of which was a door. Hilary could not have suggested such a thing. All the rest of his existence was subordinate to this pursuit; he lived for it, worked for it, kept himself in training for it. ‘What would you? The nuns they would not believe me, and so it was not possible for me to stay.
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