The life with which he had endued these sheets of paper began to beckon imperiously. ’ ‘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. But Miss Stanley took no notice of these things. He went over his interview with her again, their conversation at dinner-time. ’ She smiled on the last words, adding, ‘Oh, I don’t blame you for trying. It is different. She slipped down the perfunctory flight of stairs, short because of the home’s split-level style. She seemed to be endowed with superhuman strength. “You told me that your name was Meysey Hill. Every minute I spend here is an education to me. . I followed you home on the train. Of the vast mass of these impressions Ann Veronica could make nothing at the time; there they were—Fact! She stored them away in a mind naturally retentive, as a squirrel stores away nuts, for further digestion. Slowly, he drew back his head and looked into her face.
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