An Excerpt from the Travel Journal of Rev. H. Nigel Fox Entry 24 - The Confessing Church There are some women who, in saintly fashion, can bare any ordeal with stoic calm. My Norah however did not fall into this category of person. She had first burst into a passion of weeping, being fairly devastated by the fact that her life's work was no more; then her passion cooled into a dark anger, a vindictiveness, so very black and terrible, that I feared for her immortal soul. "Who could have done such a dastardly thing?" Norah asked, in a wretched tone that was truly unsettling. Hans paused for a moment as we entered the taxicab, then said in a low voice, "Armanenshaft!" "Who the devil are they?" asked Norah, her countenance changing. "The Devil is right!"
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