. “Why?” he asked, suavely. \"This is my best friend, Mark. He would never be able to compose upon it, but it would serve to produce the finished work. Bodies! Bodies! Horrible things! We are souls. I think we will soon, though. She had no intention whatsoever of spending her life in a convent, but that was not his affair. You have somewhere to go to in London, I hope. She had never understood how much knowledge had been kept from her because she was a woman and even began to doubt the methods of the Church, something she never would have dared before. Knives were worse, especially when you were stabbed back and left traces of your own blood at the crime scene.
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