‘And how is it that you have acquired this garb of a religieuse?’ he asked as she fitted the veil over her head. To-morrow I shall come and talk to you again—of other things. She had viewed them askance, and without exchanging ideas with any one else in the world about them. He was alert, well-groomed, and yet—perhaps in contrast with the more volatile French type—there was a suggestion of weight about him, not to say heaviness. Winifred, accordingly, left the room, and a servant being despatched to the nearest tavern, soon afterwards returned with a crown bowl of the ambrosian fluid.
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