His hug became an embrace. ‘Certainly I am not a nun. Me, I prefer to forget that I have such a father. The man who sat behind a pigeon-hole, and regulated the comings and goings, was for a moment absent. He was well mounted, as was his companion; and had pistols in his holsters, and a hanger at his girdle.
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