They had much to talk about, or rather Miss Prudence had. ’ ‘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. “No, she just worries that I’ll go Satanic and start chomping the heads off of bats and mice or something. Jack seemed glad enough to rest, his back against the wall, and closed his eyes. Jack is registered in the Black Book.
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