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Date Posted: Sat, February 26 2022, 5:43:38
Author: kgp
Subject: QOTD for Saturday, February 26, 2022

The following quotation is from The Scottish Prisoner by Diana Gabaldon. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved. Chapter 14 Fridstool


It seemed a mildly heretical thought. And yet the thought felt answers at once; it gave him a feeling of . . . what? Trust? Confidence? Relief at the sharing of his burden?

He shook his head, half in dismay. Here he sat in an Englishman’s rubbish, talking to a dead Protestant nun with whom he’d had two minute’s real conversation, asking her to look after a child who had grandparents, an aunt, and servants by the score, all anxious to keep him from the slightest harm. He himself couldn’t have done a thing for William had he been still at Helwater. And yet he felt absurdly better at the notion that someone else knew about William and would help to watch over him.

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