’ ‘A convent?’ echoed Gerald with interest. ‘You’re speaking the truth. You go to your room and ring for your maid. He was a manly man, free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. But—it’s one of the things I’ve just been thinking over. “I am sure,” she said, “that you mean to stay until you are turned out.
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