She tiptoed into the entryway where some decorator had placed a live orchid upon a glassy ebony table. The Mother Abbess, while thankful, could not be brought to consent to allow the girl out of her charge alone with unknown servants, and Martha was delegated to accompany her erstwhile nurseling to the homeland she had thought never to see again. “What’s the objection?” “I suppose she ought to know?” said Gwen to her mother, trying to alter the key of the conversation. Very gently indeed, Alderley grasped the handle of the door and stealthily turned it.
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