’ ‘A convent?’ echoed Gerald with interest. ‘I’m following a scent. I am one of those people who are interested in women, more interested than I am in anything else. He heard the woman talking again. But we've got to cook up some kind of a story to protect her. The door closed softly upon her. ” The change in Lady Ferringhall’s manner was subtle but unmistakable. “I am afraid,” she said, “that he must have a skeleton key to these rooms. He pressed his lips to her with a much greater force than she had anticipated. She listened with growing apprehension to the tale that Gerald told, omitting any mention of pistols and daggers, and at the end delivered herself of various expletives highly unsuited to a lady of her advanced years. “My only answer would be to ask you to look at that mirror and then at the poster. She refrained.
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