her, and she asked God,
without fear, if he really
believed that people were
made of iron in order to bear
so many troubles and
mortifications, and asking
over and over she was stirring
up her own confusion and she
felt irrepressible desires to let
herself go and scamper about
like a foreigner and allow
herself at last an instant of
rebellion, that instant yearned
for so many times and so
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