“Your knowledge of the future is a tool, given to you as a shipwrecked castaway might find himself in possession of a knife or a fishing line. It is not immoral to use it, so long as you do so in accordance with the dictates of God’s law, to the best of your ability.” He paused, drew a deep breath, and blew it out in an explosive sigh that ruffled his silky mustache. He smiled. “And that, ma chère madame, is all I can tell you—no more than I can tell any troubled soul who comes to me for advice: put your trust in God, and pray for guidance.” He shoved the fresh pastry toward me. “But whatever
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