How will we get there, I’d like to know? We’ve no money. But none ever puts his foot on this boat. ’ ‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private cells for the senior nuns. Where even to be a Catholic, they say, is to be looked upon with scorn and disgust. ‘Certainly this is true,’ she managed.
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