She was fiercely and bitterly jealous. The young man opposite was straining his ears to listen to their conversation. She had not at first the power for concealment. Then Capes shifted his eyes to her microscope and the little trays of unmounted sections beside it. To love in such a way, it is excessively selfish. She saw her discarded nun’s habit still on the floor and scooped it up. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. "Off with you to Newgate!" cried Jack, "and don't let him out till you get inside the Lodge. You’d think he wanted to meet the wretch again.
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