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’ Then she ran swiftly out of the library, calling out as her cavalier was almost at the front door. That is what terrified her: the consciousness that nothing in her life would be continuous, that she would no sooner form friendships (like the present) than relentless fate would thrust her into a new circle. In the chapel she sang with an open-lunged gusto that silenced Ann Veronica altogether, and in the exercising-yard slouched round with carelessly dispersed feet. The thought had not even occurred to him. She ought to have been disposed to faint and scream at all these happenings; she ought to have maintained a front of outraged dignity to veil the sinking of her heart. And in the vestry was the sword of monsieur le major. By a miracle, he averted its path, his hold on the girl’s mouth shifting fast to grasp her wrist.
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