’ Hilary’s jaw dropped open, and he stood stupidly staring, the nun’s clothing dangling from his hand. Now tell me, if you can, something about the man who calls himself Valade. “Well!” she declared good-humouredly. So she approached him with sandwiches. ‘Adieu, imbecile,’ she threw at him gleefully. He climbed on top of her, pressing her into the couch cushions, the gown billowing around them like a cotton candy parachute. ‘I don’t propose doing anything with you. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. "I shall value it highly, and will promise never to part with it.
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