‘There was a priest, the father confessor, you understand. I chose you for your strength, your cunning, your intelligence, your great beauty. We tolerate you for your genius, that's a fact. Died short, I suppose, and the girls had to shift for themselves. "His disguise was capital; but I detected it in a moment. I want to talk to him and go about with him. ‘Do you need an excuse?’ ‘Oh, you know what doctors are. And God had let him do it! He was—and now he perfectly understood that he was—treading the queerest labyrinth a man had ever entered.
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