” Capes suddenly abandoned his attitude of meditative restraint. “I shall never be able to thank you. That was one of the compensations for having consigned himself to this part of the world. ‘You ain’t got nothing on me. Tucked under the writing-table a pair of yellow and gold Turkish slippers of a highly meretricious quality caught her eye. ‘Tell me about the convent? Were you happy there? They were kind to you, the nuns?’ ‘Oh, but yes.
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