"Leave me to my fate," rejoined Jack. What was his problem, she thought to herself. She could have dined alone in her room; but courage had demanded that she face the ordeal and have done with it. There was little more here than a sideboard, a chest for the vestments, and a simple wooden chair. Wood's reply, if he intended any, was cut short by a loud knocking at the door. Once she had asked him: "Are you my father?" He had answered: "I am. I can talk with them.
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