He looked at her guiltily. The nuns, they were very good with a whip. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. It was not possible for him to have been deceived. All the influences about her worked with her own predisposition and against all the traditions of her home and upbringing to deal with the facts of life in an unabashed manner. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet.
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