Shouting to his companion, even as they passed by where I hid myself, he called out that he thought to find you at the convent. At last, she breathed. I'm speaking of virtuous women—of WIVES, Madam. I believe I am getting impudent. There it is. Many a black veil hid a high-born dame, and the religious habit was no protection. I even offered him back the half interest he had sold to me. He recognised Anna, and at once addressed her. "I'll tell you all about it presently. "I am no man's mistress," answered the widow, crimsoning to her temples, but preserving her meek deportment, and humble tone.
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