There was a tearing sound and the cloth of her habit ripped apart as the smothered point drove through it, missing its intended target. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. Her father held some printed document in his hand, and appeared not to observe her entry. " "Ah, yes; that coat.
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