’ ‘The nuns?’ she said, gazing at him innocently. ’ ‘It will be worth the pain, you will see. "Hands off!" she exclaimed, "or you'll repent it. “She”, you say. “Ann Veronica,” he said. What was the old tabby at? Unaccountably embarrassed, he cleared his throat. ” “Where do you go?” “Oh!—Alps. Superstition—you knock into it whichever way you turn. What lends a tragic mockery to all these tender traps of hers was that she was within lawful bounds.
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