’ ‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private cells for the senior nuns. You know very well that you took from my easel David Courtlaw’s study of me, and sent it to Cariolus. Presently he heard her voice. " "Poor child!" muttered Trenchard, abstractedly; "the whole scene upon the river is passing before me.
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