And now she was discovering that even Nature was something of a liar, with her mirages and her horizons. ‘The nuns, they teach prayer and obedience. Ennison was deeply interested. ‘But what way, Emile?’ ‘Your family, mademoiselle, the family of your father. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees.
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