It came into her head with real emotional force that this must be some particularly fantastic sort of dream. Why didn’t I die? Why does God hate me so? Why does He not want me? I didn’t die because I’m weak, because I am cursed! I hate this poisoned world! But most of all. No doubt she was wondering what he had done in Charvill’s house and what he intended now. ‘I see that Leonardo was right. P.
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