Even now, during the recurring doubts of the future, the thought of the island was repellent. She came to her one day and pulled on her apron. He was braver than her husband, who paced and cowered in the corners of the once-sunny Palazzo. But—he was cleverer than any of you. The bridge was protected on either side by a railing with bannisters placed at wide intervals. ‘And how is it that you have acquired this garb of a religieuse?’ he asked as she fitted the veil over her head. The only persons in the Lodge were Mrs. How clever she was, to fool everybody so easily! Not yet had any one suspected the truth: that she was, in a certain worldly sense, only four weeks old, that her every act had been written down on paper beforehand, and that her success lay in rigidly observing the rules which she herself had drafted to govern her conduct.
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