The natural gaiety of the place seemed to have affected them both. What had she so nearly said? She had almost spoken a name—and quickly withdrawn it. ’ Still no response. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers. In a convent, you understand, one is like a servant, even if one is a lady.
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