“We settled long ago—we’re hard stuff. This extraordinary child had opened up an old channel through which it was no longer safe to cruise. ‘Oh, dearie me, I wish I’d never told you anything about it,’ lamented the nun, moving to the only chair the vestry possessed and sinking down into it. Bullding?” “Stout old gentleman four places down on the left. ‘Who me, sir? Lor’ no, sir. He was also, had she known it, more than a little insincere.
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