Anna went out. The nun on the threshold was of middle age and heavily built, her back uneven from toil and her hands roughened. "Ruth, you must not come and sit on the threshold. Taking her limbs was the only thing I could do short of killing her. Is all your house on the same scale of magnificence as this, Annabel?” she asked, looking round.
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