“For no other reason than you talk too much. She became angry with herself. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. It was the largest room in the house, which was why it had been given over to the main business of the convent as a house of God. "Buck up! While there's life there's hope. He dressed rather after the fashion of the West End than the City, and affected a cultured urbanity that somehow disconcerted and always annoyed Ann Veronica’s father extremely. We'll turn the tables upon 'em yet. "It's a miserable weakness to be afraid of bloodshed. But oh, how weary I am! I know. What sort of a standard of life yours may be I do not know, yet in your heart you know very well that every word you have spoken to me has been a veiled insult, every time you have come into my presence has been an outrage. Some foul murder has been committed.
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