” She replied. And you’d better have her fetch in some food for the missie, an’ all. The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. " "I imagine I've been in a kind of trance. “And to think that it’s not a full year ago since I was a black-hearted rebel school-girl, distressed, puzzled, perplexed, not understanding that this great force of love was bursting its way through me! All those nameless discontents—they were no more than love’s birth-pangs. ’ ‘Don’t be a fool, woman,’ snapped Charvill, thrusting himself further into the room. ’ ‘It is so in a convent, you see,’ she explained airily.
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