” A man who had been sitting with his hat tilted over his eyes at an adjacent table had risen to his feet and stood suddenly before them. ’ ‘The nuns?’ she said, gazing at him innocently. She had a vision of policemen, reproving magistrates, a crowded court, public disgrace. Denis. His scent was like sweet perfume in her state, like the sweet smell of infants.
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