CHAPTER VII. "So you did," replied the prize-fighter. She nodded. ‘My papa he does not wish me to marry the man I choose, and thus he places me in the convent that the nuns may lock me up and I cannot escape. Leonardo had told her it would happen, and warned her to make use of it. She knew, too, she must not hesitate. And here he was, but a hundred yards away, this wastrel who trailed his genius through the mud. “You see,” she said, very gently, “I AM going. Anna felt that her words had become charged with a fuller and more subtle meaning than any which she had intended to impart. She drew a chair to the window and stared at the splendour of the tropical night.
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