’ ‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private cells for the senior nuns. In a few minutes, an appalling change was perceptible. She quickened her pace, and so did he, talking at her slightly averted ear. A creeping numbness invaded her. .
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