" "Why, surely you can't be in earnest, Captain. ‘A thing Marthe told me of,’ Melusine answered, her attention on the garments that were still lying higgledy-piggledy, just as she had left them. He hated to destroy it; but that was the obligation imposed; and he was an honourable man. She cleaned everything, wiped every surface, mopped and scrubbed every last drop of blood. Stanley decided to treat that as irrelevant. ’ ‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private cells for the senior nuns. She looked at her flattened belly.
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