“What a gloomy person you are!” she murmured. Why? Love was a word of God's, and yet her father had denied it—denied it to the Book, denied it to his own flesh and blood. She says to be home by one AM. He was holding the ring to the light, and narrowly examining the inscription. "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. Then she realized that it was her business to let Manning talk and impose his own interpretations upon the situation so far as he was concerned. They troubled no one, and as long as they did not noise themselves abroad and make a nuisance of themselves in this Protestant country, no one troubled them.
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