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” she said. “Promise me that you’ll never tell another living soul, John. At this juncture, a cry burst from the child, who, nearly smothered by the weight imposed upon him, only recovered the use of his lungs as Wood altered the position of the bundle. Nothing stronger than water has passed my lips for years. ‘There is Bernadette, Marie-Thérèse, Marie-Joséphine, Marie-Claire, Henriette—’ Exasperated, Gerald seized her by the shoulders. ‘The fact of it is,’ I said, ‘I’m the new playwright, Thomas More. Burn your palette and your easel.
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