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" "And what—what was your answer?" demanded the widow, eagerly. It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below. And I affirm to you, on my own conviction, that she who falls, because she has not strength granted her to struggle with affliction, may be reclaimed,—may repent, and be forgiven,—even as she, whose sins, 'though many, were forgiven her'. ‘Never trust a gun in female hands,’ grumbled Hilary, dropping the nun’s habit and backing to join his friend.

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