" "We waste time with this fellow," interposed Sir Cecil, "and may lose the object of our quest, who, beyond doubt, has taken refuge in this building. “I can’t see what possible benefit can come of discussing things that are settled. ‘Mademoiselle,’ he had greeted her, entering the little private parlour where, Martha being at prayer in their room, she sat alone, reading over and over the letter Mother Abbess had given her and revolving plans in her head. “When are you going away?” He asked. " Prudence felt the hands stiffen oddly; and again the thought came to her that perhaps this poor child's father had once been, perhaps still was, in the same category as this Taber. That last year in Paris, when Annabel and she had lived in different worlds, had often been a nightmare to her. Under this unnerving scrutiny, a slow flush mounted to the woman’s cheeks. It ought never to have begun. On weighing the matter over, he grew so uneasy that he resolved to descend, and inform him of his misgivings. “And by what right do you do anything of the sort?” “No right at all,” he admitted. He gently took the roses from her and laid them on the pillow.
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