The Iron Bar 397 XVIII. Your mother, for what it’s worth to you—for there’s nothing for you here, by God!—was the woman I chose for Nicholas. Do you hear me? Do you hear what I am saying?. ’ Kimble chewed his lip, but his hostility was visibly lessening.
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