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"
I
want
you
to
save
me
.
Have
pity
on
me
.
If
you
do
not
help
me
,
I
am
lost
!
"
He
gazed
at
her
,
wondering
if
she
were
mad
.
"
What
can
I
do
for
you
?
"
The
priest
was
a
young
man
somewhat
inclined
to
corpulence
.
"
Receive
my
confession
,
"
said
she
,
"
and
counsel
me
,
sustain
me
,
tell
me
what
to
do
.
"
He
replied
:
"
I
confess
every
Saturday
from
three
to
six
.
"
Seizing
his
arm
she
repeated
:
"
No
,
now
,
at
once
--
at
once
!
It
is
necessary
!
He
is
here
!
In
this
church
!
He
is
waiting
for
me
.
"
The
priest
asked
:
"
Who
is
waiting
for
you
?
"
"
A
man
--
who
will
be
my
ruin
if
you
do
not
save
me
.
I
can
no
longer
escape
him
--
I
am
too
weak
--
too
weak
,
"
She
fell
upon
her
knees
sobbing
:
"
Oh
,
father
,
have
pity
upon
me
.
Save
me
,
for
God
's
sake
,
save
me
!
"
She
seized
his
gown
that
he
might
not
escape
her
,
while
he
uneasily
glanced
around
on
all
sides
to
see
if
anyone
noticed
the
woman
at
his
feet
.
Finally
,
seeing
that
he
could
not
free
himself
from
her
,
he
said
:
"
Rise
;
I
have
the
key
to
the
confessional
with
me
.
"
