‘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. ‘I should not dream of forcing my attentions on you. As Jack appeared to be sinking fast, his fetters were removed, his own clothes were returned to him, and he was allowed a mattress and a scanty supply of bed-linen. The cart, meantime, had approached the fatal tree. Jim is up to the neck in Mahatmas and Theosophy and Higher Thought and rot—writes letters worse than Alice. “Don’t be an ass, Ferringhall,” he said tersely. You know as well as I do that it was accident. I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled. Eh bien, we shall see. At least for one moment, it was. He does not look the criminal.
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