CHAPTER XII. I see that I am a beast—I beg your pardon, bête—and an imbecile, and an idiot. She just sat and told me that was her arrangement. ’ ‘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. . ” “I do want to tell you things, nevertheless. Three more people came to meet them at the door.
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