God forgive you!" "May He, indeed, forgive me!" returned Trenchard, crossing himself devoutly; "but my guilt is not the less heavy, because your child escaped. His noble Florentine roots went back a thousand years, to the days of grand Rome herself. . ’ ‘Oh yes, yes. ’ It had not before occurred to him, but this realisation fuelled the general’s growing conviction that he was being imposed upon in some way. He stopped short of a group of adolescent saplings and turned the ignition off.
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