" "Here it is," replied Edgeworth Bess. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. She packed her backpack with a change of clothes, some rags, and her old length of piano wire. "In favour of my son. This young man did not drink because he sought the false happiness that lured men to the bottle. Teas he contributed to the commissariat of Ann Veronica’s campaign—quite a number of teas. The Enschede Bible—the one out of which she read—had been strangely mutilated.
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