’ ‘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. Superstition—you knock into it whichever way you turn. I shall not part with you again. She despises me, I suppose.
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