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’ The gentleness in his voice nearly overset her. What of Gosse, whom those soldiers had allowed to escape? Hiding—or perhaps gone. What he wanted desperately was to be alone. " Something in the child's voice, something in her manner, warned the spinster that her well-meaning inquisitiveness had received a set-back and that it would be dangerous to press it forward again. He was ill at ease, though he would not have confessed his disquietude even to himself. Something in her lack of embarrassment irritated him. Next instant he had her immobilised, her hands behind her back, her chest crushed to his, the white veil slipping once again. He halted,—looked fearfully around,—stopped again, and exclaimed aloud, "I don't like the job; and yet it must be done, or Mr. She saw her discarded nun’s habit still on the floor and scooped it up. But it is only fair to warn you that it isn’t expected. But it's confounded inconvenient. ‘You are, I think, a gentleman, no?’ Gerald bowed.
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