Although she had said a great deal when she heard about the shooting that had left poor Jack so badly injured. ‘First I must see Jacques, and—’ ‘No need for that,’ intervened Roding, grasping her arm and trying to drag her to the door. Like the nuns, she hardly ever looked in a mirror. You're a queer lad. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. There's the paragraph.
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