“Do you want to make confession?” “No.” “Not to me, eh?” “I just don’t want to.” “I wouldn’t blame you if it was me.” “No, it’s . . . No. There’s no point.” “Kill the abomination in the river and God will make you a knight again.” “I’d rather He got me another goblet of this.” “No,” the priest said. “You wouldn’t rather a goblet of wine than your honor back. Your joking is pleasant, but it doesn’t hide the hole in you.” Thomas turned his eyes away from the priest’s warm gaze. He only just managed not to cry. He did this by angering himself at God for making him suffer and pay for sins he had
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