’ ‘Oh, she is English?’ repeated Alderley, interest perking up. And still you interest yourself in my affairs. The vestry was perhaps the only room in the place, except her allotted curtained off portion of the dormitory chamber that served for her cell—and she could not scandalise the nuns by having a man in there, be he never so much a servant—where Melusine could be sure of privacy. And in the vestry was the sword of monsieur le major. Together they made their painful way to the door, not even checking, in the effort this cost both, on what Gosse might be doing. Shari was snoring soundly.
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