But she found an unknown lady’s discarded garments, and selected some of those that she tried on, sending Kimble off down the secret passage to load them onto the horse she had borrowed—unbeknownst to its owner—from Father Saint-Simon. Why was he there? why did the tempter dare to invade that sacred spot! She could not answer her own questions, but vague fearful suspicions passed through her mind. Yes—as he would have liked. He did everything. But the survey was satisfactory, and she found herself presently in Room No. Then he sat down and filled his pipe slowly and thoughtfully. Prudence attacked her chicken wing. “—but this cannot be.
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