” His arms were around her. ‘Madame, I trust I see you well?’ ‘Merci. “You are not going out—this evening, I trust,” that lady asked, a trifle dismayed. For a long time to come that would naturally be the theme of any story he undertook to write. He rolled onto his belly, freeing himself from her hands, pushing her away. Going involved two things that all Ann Veronica’s tact had been ineffectual to conceal from her aunt and father. ‘But how did she meet such a person in a convent?’ ‘He was wounded and came there for sanctuary,’ Gerald explained, adding almost through his teeth.
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