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How the deuce did I ever manage to father such a brainless nincompoop? A nun, for God’s sake! A confounded Catholic nun. “Well, I have said what I had to say, stumblingly and badly, and baldly. Marvel, then, took two iron weights, each of a hundred pounds, and placed them in the press. Somebody to depend upon her; somebody to have need of her, if only for a little while. He reached for her and she stroked his head soothingly as his mother had done a few times when he had suffered bad fevers. "And Jack?" "Gone too," sobbed his daughter.
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