Stanley, at the door. Doesn’t matter a bit to me. He looked at her guiltily. What she did not know, and what she was never to know, was that the divine fire was hers. ‘A man who is false, who steals papers, who has a plot to take another’s name, who lies to the Mother Abbess and to me, and above all this—’ her voice near to breaking ‘—one who is French.
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