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of a soht poison me any day, if

he did not prefer to shoot e

et for it I went to the kitchen, where he usually

spent his evenings, to vent one I climbed to his roo with his friend

and fellow conspirator, the caretaker, and I fuhly tired, as

tired as on days when I had beaten les without food or water; but I wished,

in encies,

to punishhell beaten down and

I swung off countryward past St Agatha's A gray

away occasionally and showing the throbbing winter

stars The walk, and hted and mist-wrapped landscape wona couple of

miles, I set out for ho the air of afriend

Olivia, and her playing in the chapel She was an

aht of her further lifted my

spirit; and I turned into the school park as I passed

the outer gate with a half-recognized wish to pass near

the barracks where she spent her days