I could see his little animal brain churning away, inventing plans for me, formulating his revenge. Had he had the child to think of, he might have recovered from his grief at Mary’s death. “I—I didn’t love the man I was engaged to,” she said. Spare him!—pity me!" With this she arose, and, taking up the infant, was about to proceed down stairs, when she was alarmed by hearing the street-door opened, and the sound of heavy footsteps entering the house. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor. The gallows has groaned for him for years. Tombs were desecrated, beautiful statues toppled, and the colorful shops that she had been enchanted by along the canal had been closed or burned. But send me word. I didn’t allow myself to see things as they were in those days; now I do. And also she didn’t like them. Nuns, I mean.
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