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"A self-sacrifice that is thorough must never pause."
"Sunday," said Edith le Mentier, lazily swaying her parasol, "does my religion for me. When I hear the sweet church bells chiming over the cow-laden fields I say to myself this is a Christian country. Cows and a church-certainly I, too, must be a Christian."