"Open my heart, Father of Mercy!" she murmured, in a humble tone, and with downcast looks, "and make me sensible of the error of my ways. Of course she had taken the boy as her lover, acting as his muse. Most of the tables were for those who smoked only and drank wine, but there were a few spread with tablecloths and laid for dinner. Then she sat watching the play, sometimes offering a helpful suggestion, sometimes letting her attention wander to the smoothly shining arms she had folded across her knees just below the edge of the table. It will cost them something to repair their stronghold, and take them more time to build it up again than I have taken to pull it down. "Jack!" Her son averted his gaze.
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