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‘Or flew in by balloon, perhaps. It was, in
his opinion, the most astonishing letter he had ever read. And, though neither peace nor
innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my
offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is
sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven. "
"Farewell, Jack," cried twenty voices. Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found
behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose—
dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain. If she kept on, would she make it
out of the door? Then what? He could come after her before she could reach the
secret passage. I didn’t know he had Italian relatives. .
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