But first, we’ve got to secure the convent. "Don't be angry with me, Thames," continued Sheppard, in a tone calculated, as he thought, to appease his companion's indignation. The door closed softly upon her. It’s all nonsense. . After all, what did it matter?—it or anything else in the world? She was within reach of his arms, beautiful, compelling, herself as it seemed suddenly conscious of the light which was burning in his eyes. Sheppard. One doesn’t want to lose a grain.
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