Women never throw themselves into each other's arms; they calculate the distance and the damage perfectly. “Does he ever ask about me?” She asked, feeling like a cuckolded old maid. “What was that?” she asked sharply. ‘Hadn’t meant you to know,’ said the nun gruffly. Then instinct took over. ‘And we shall see which of us is more quick. Assessing him as harmless, she had remained friendly, albeit aloof. “I just wanted you to see that the time will come when I must leave you, and the time is coming soon. I've opened the case of books.
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