‘Oh, dearie me, I wish I’d never told you anything about it,’ lamented the nun, moving to the only chair the vestry possessed and sinking down into it. She had finally managed to start breaking him down. “So am I. Another picture slid across her vision. . ” “You are really going on the stage, then?” he said slowly. ‘You damned little fool! How dared you steal my sword?’ Her eyes flew open. She is like some character out of Phra the Phoenician: she's been buried for thirty years and just been excavated. All that confidence, born of irony, disappeared; and fear laid hold of him. ‘Would you have me face my maker with that on my conscience? If I’d died, there’d have been no one to tell you, for your father would not have done. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. At no time did she feel bodily or mental fatigue. ’ ‘It is so in a convent, you see,’ she explained airily.
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