’ ‘A convent?’ echoed Gerald with interest. Sheppard, returning his embrace with all a parent's tenderness. “Well, I don’t want you to talk to him,” he said, very firmly. Placing chairs, therefore, he invited the ladies to be seated, and, paying a similar attention to Jack, began to help to the various dishes, and otherwise fulfil the duties of a host. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears.
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