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-Four, reverend father, questioned answered quietly and submissively.

– Are you listed and displayed as mandated by our holy rule?

-Contents are in this scroll ….

To give over to the brother-rapporteur for reading when the time comes. Introduce the accused.

On hearing this order, a lay next to the door opened wide, giving entrance to a young novice and two other laymen who until then had accompanied and supervised in the antechamber. Tristan was the novice Horla advantaged young man of stature and athletic forms, whose black eyes contrasted with red hair and whose features, nothing unpleasant, usually revealing candor and good humor, although at that time was reflected in them an expression of defiance and anger. Drop the hood on his shoulders, unbuttoned the habit that showed the herculean neck, bare to the elbow was the hairy arms crossed over his chest, bowed reverently to the abbot and walked calmly to the pew which was reserved in the center of the room. His black eyes quickly went to the bystanders magazine and ended up being fixed, with somewhat ironic expression in the accuser’s brother.

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