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“Yes, indeed, that’s a fine piece of work!” And all at once the truth smote him: he ought not to have done this; he had known all the time that he ought not, and yet—he had done it. He arrived at the monastery, and his grief may easily be imagined, when he was informed of the death of his beloved sister, and of the flight of Julia. He quitted St Augustin's immediately, without even knowing that Madame de Menon was there, and set out for a town at some leagues distance, where he designed to pass the night..
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