’ ‘It’s not that,’ the nun said urgently, ‘but I’ve remembered something important. "Red apples and snow!" she sent back at him, her face suddenly transfixed by some inner glory. But I found it no laughing matter, I can assure you. Under another name,—not my own hateful one,—I will strive to distinguish myself in some foreign service, and win myself a reputation, or perish honourably. He was standing by, rating her ladyship,—who can scarcely stir from the sofa,—while I was packing up her jewels in the case, and I observed that she tried to hide a small casket from him. Wood became sensible that he was not alone.
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