What was the alternative to going home? No alternative appeared in that darkness. She saw how overworked he was. "And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son. She kept opening her eyes and looking at it. ‘Do not beg my pardon.
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