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[Coming out with glasses on, and an open book in his hand.

Pastor, you must come flying like the blast! Your girls are sobbing—

[in the doorway]. Pa! And Madam waiting! [ goes in.

This lady has no talent for debating.

[''Puts the book and glasses in his pocket, and approaches''

Falk!

Yes!

I hope you've changed your mind at last?

Why so?

For obvious reasons. To betray Communications made in confidence, Is conduct utterly without defence. They must not pass the lips.