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Now he lay there, a doubled-up mass, with ugly distorted features, and a dark wet stain dripping slowly on to the carpet. . I wonder if I should have locked you up if I’d been your father. Their chit-chat stopped when they reached the bench. It seemed as if all the precautions previously taken were here accumulated. ‘My papa he does not wish me to marry the man I choose, and thus he places me in the convent that the nuns may lock me up and I cannot escape. It has become a part of the order of my life.
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