The Pastor
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“Who is she?” asked Schäfer, pointing to the girl, who, taking advantage of the moment, took a piece of sausage and hid it under her hem. The commander — Walter — looked at her. And in that gaze was something — not tenderness, no, but something more complex — astonishment, perhaps. The astonishment of a man who found an object in his pocket that he hadn’t put there. “She is from the camp,” he said. A pause. “From your camp?” asked Schäfer. “Yes”
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