‘Oh, dearie me, I wish I’d never told you anything about it,’ lamented the nun, moving to the only chair the vestry possessed and sinking down into it. ” “We will do it,” he declared. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. Listening attentively, he fancied he heard the breathing of some one near him, and moved cautiously in the opposite direction.
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