From the first there had always been between her and her listeners that electrical sympathy which only a certain order of genius seems able to create. Looked all over that dratted convent of yours—or at least Trodger and the men did so—but no sign of them. She was ashamed of herself for the simple gladness she felt wash over her as the infant’s screams ended. "I love you like a son, and will follow you like a dog.
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