I AM CALLED BLACK
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“If you return of your oo true ely different tone, “if you silently pitter-patter back being seen by anyone, I’ll forget tted, all of it, I’ll forgive it all. And, togeter year, patiently, for my broturn.”
as ile in o me in front of my I feared it mig him his life.
“Do you understand?” from among trees.
I couldn’t determine exactly o us, Your sinning servants.
“Because you be able to live under this I know.”
I momentarily t t e. But I couldn’t be certain of anything.
“Listen to me, to true. t despicable of men killed him.”
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e as detail of everyt ly forgotten, or noed to forget. Over t I ant Black o me if o begin recounting t.
“e suspect t you he one who killed him,” Black said.
“On trary, you . As for me, I ive.”