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"
Perhaps
.
Faith
's
born
in
a
man
or
a
woman
,
I
think
.
For
me
it
's
a
constant
struggle
,
I
admit
that
,
but
I
'll
never
give
up
.
"
"
I
would
like
to
destroy
you
.
"
His
blue
eyes
laughed
,
greyed
in
the
light
.
"
Oh
,
my
dear
Mary
!
I
know
that
.
"
"
But
do
you
know
why
?
"
A
terrifying
tenderness
crept
against
him
,
almost
inside
him
,
except
that
he
fought
it
fiercely
.
"
I
know
why
,
Mary
,
and
believe
me
,
I
'm
sorry
.
"
"
Besides
your
mother
,
how
many
women
have
loved
you
?
"
"
Did
my
mother
love
me
,
I
wonder
?
She
ended
in
hating
me
,
anyway
.
Most
women
do
.
My
name
ought
to
have
been
Hippolytos
.
"
"
Oh
!
That
tells
me
a
lot
!
"
"
As
to
other
women
,
I
think
only
Meggie
...
But
she
's
a
little
girl
.
It
's
probably
not
an
exaggeration
to
say
hundreds
of
women
have
wanted
me
,
but
loved
me
?
I
doubt
it
very
much
.
"
