But his own situation was too perilous to admit of his rendering any assistance to the ill-fated waterman. The latter haughtily returned his salutation, and flung himself, as if exhausted, into a chair. ‘Seems quiet enough,’ observed the junior officer, his gaze raking the shuttered windows of the building’s grey stone frontage. In the distance a bell clanged, and chattering broke out in the doorway as several nuns came crowding in. Mr. “I believe that you are right,” he said softly.
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