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114 the miracles of antichrist.
lowed to remain, and she must be faithful to Don
Ferrante. She struggled hard to grasp it, but it
was true. She could not go.
She tried to look at it in another light. Perhaps
it was a false conclusion. She had become so
bewildered. No, no, it was so, she could not.
O, how faint and languid she was! Yet had she
not been traveling, and traveling all the livelong day ?
She have been so long on the road. And she would
never reach the end of her journey. She fell into a
sort of stupor.
There was nothing else to do than to rest after
the endless journey she had performed. But how
should she ever be able to find rest ? She began to
weep at the thought of never reaching the end.
Her whole life would be one long, endless journey.
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