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. “Yes?” “You remember once, how we talked—at a gate on the Downs? We talked about how a girl might get an independent living. Once in the room, the door locked, the sense of loneliness had dropped away from her as the mists used to drop away from the mountain in the morning. The house had in fact been converted into a convent, but the fact could not be advertised, not even in the Catholic enclave that existed in this part of town. He had been reading Belfort Bax, and declared himself a convert. “You have forgotten. “Oh, my dear!” she cried, and suddenly flung herself, kneeling, into her husband’s arms. A quick flush stained her cheeks. He blushed furiously; it was not what he had expected to hear. She stepped back quickly, and her hand knocked a wine-glass from the table to smash noisily on the floor. Be this as it may, though a Catholic, he died a friend to the Protestant succession.
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