It did not matter that he wore the cloth; something was wrong with him. Well, after a time there came a fever in my blood. 'Avow nothing, believe nothing, give nothing for nothing,' is my own motto. Another door was next opened, and, preceded by the ordinary, with the sacred volume in his hand, the prisoner entered the room.
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