F. Darting quickly to the chest that contained the priest’s vestments, she leapt onto it and reached her arm down to scrabble behind it on the floor. But never had the hand touched her with a father's caress; never had he taken her into his arms; never had he kissed her. She was trembling a little. You had better let me go again.
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