E. . " "You, Miss Enschede?"—frankly astonished that one stranger should offer succour to another. Let me keep you from that man’s clutches. To go to him, to console him! But she stirred not from her hiding place. The house was eerily silent, which alerted her to the idea that someone might be listening. The dog was, in a sense, a gift of the gods. Hawk and Buzzard. But she no longer obsessed over heresy, no longer did she feel cursed by God.
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