[She doesn't sound nearly as troubled as she should, though, and she shrugs her shoulders, lifting her head to look at the sky too.]
Murder is a sin, for Protestants and Catholics. [But does she hate him? She plucks poor Tad Cooper from his basket, holding him against her bosom, as close to her heart as she could.]
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[She doesn't sound nearly as troubled as she should, though, and she shrugs her shoulders, lifting her head to look at the sky too.]
Murder is a sin, for Protestants and Catholics. [But does she hate him? She plucks poor Tad Cooper from his basket, holding him against her bosom, as close to her heart as she could.]
No. I can't even blame you for it.