“Was I that bad?” He asked. But you must allow me to observe, my good Sir, that you're wholly in the wrong respecting my friend. " "It'll be over in a few minutes," rejoined Jonathan, impatiently; "in fact, it'll be over too soon for me. But you had better know the truth to start with. But the letter, written in his son’s own hand, and addressed to the Mother Abbess of the Convent of the Sisters of Wisdom near Blaye in the district of Santonge, dated a little over five years previously, exercised a powerful effect upon him.
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