‘From the convent, where else?’ ‘It does not strike me that you can possibly have been in a convent. What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel. Darting quickly to the chest that contained the priest’s vestments, she leapt onto it and reached her arm down to scrabble behind it on the floor. He now understood her interest in Taber, as he called himself: habit, a twice-told tale. McClintock's heart went out to Spurlock; he would always be the boy's friend, even though he had dragged this girl on to the rocks with him. She slipped past the servants, her soft roe-skin shoes unheard on the old stone. “Your father,” he said, “remarked that all’s well that ends well, and that he was disposed to let bygones be bygones. I have established a fine trade. Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly. It was horrible, but she must do it.
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