You know I can't do it. But you're sitting there trying to prove Karl is some sort of perverted maniac! I don't believe it. How else could I find out? But you might have killed yourself! Yes, there was that risk, said Karl. I suppose Karl told you there was nothing to believe in, no God.
You did it out of sheer viciousness. You don't have to for me. Now she let the years of self-control, of veiling her inner self, come to her aid. No? Karl was incredulous.
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