The truth was impossible, indecent. You don’t understand. “You will not even answer my letters. “What have you done?” 212 “It is your own fault, Lucia. "Good-b'ye!" And with a cordial shake of the hand he took his departure. Once she had asked him: "Are you my father?" He had answered: "I am.
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