"And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son. ‘But, Gérard—’ ‘Don’t start arguing,’ he said in a tone that brooked no defiance. I secured the dog after he had wounded me. They got on wonderfully well together. Neither of them believed me. A pretty piece. She must speak to Jack. An old woman took her in.
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