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” She stared hard at her finger-nails. "Heaven have mercy on his soul!" ejaculated Wood. ’ A trifle discomposed at being caught examining his surroundings, Gerald was provoked into retort. But the letter, written in his son’s own hand, and addressed to the Mother Abbess of the Convent of the Sisters of Wisdom near Blaye in the district of Santonge, dated a little over five years previously, exercised a powerful effect upon him. " "I have often conjured up some frightful vision of the dead," murmured the knight, "but I never dreamed of an interview with the living. ’ ‘Gracious heaven, Gerald! If your dear mama could not drag you to the altar, I am hardly likely to succeed. ” She leaned back amongst the cushions of her chair. ” “I am sorry,” said Ann Veronica. If they come here to walk around, they will hear us.
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