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“Until a girl can go away as a son does and earn her independent income, she’s still on a string. "The poor things!" The manager laughed. Wanted her out of the way because he had been afraid of her, afraid of himself! He, at fifty-four! Then into this void poured a flaming anger, a blind and unreasoning anger. The soldiers! They must not find her here. ‘Let me tell you,’ went on the nun severely, ‘it would have been better for you if you had taken the veil. In a fit of despondency, superinduced by drunkenness, he made away with himself; and when the body was discovered, after a lapse of some months, such was the impression produced by the spectacle —such the alarm occasioned by the crazy state of the building, and, above all, by the terror inspired by strange and unearthly noises heard during the night, which were, of course, attributed to the spirit of the suicide, that the place speedily enjoyed the reputation of being haunted, and was, consequently, entirely abandoned. Gerald, intent on his trail, ignored it. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. . He was a civil servant of some standing, and after a previous conversation upon aesthetics of a sententious, nebulous, and sympathetic character, he had sent her a small volume, which he described as the fruits of his leisure and which was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse.
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