" "So she was," replied the woollen-draper, helping himself to an enormous pinch of snuff with the air of a man who does not dislike to be rallied about his gallantry,—"so she was. . He drifted in and out of consciousness. She lifted her shoulders in an eloquent shrug. I wonder what it was. But I know a little place where we’ll get a little quiet talk. When he was done she kissed his cheek tenderly. Vitally, she had the letter that proved her identity as a Charvill: the one her father had written to the Abbess when he sent her to the convent. Then fury claimed her and she could no longer pretend.
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