We’re regarded as inflammable litter that mustn’t be left about. ‘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. She wished she could steal his smiles and keep them in a box, they had always been so precious.
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