’ Gerald grinned. ‘Tell me about the convent? Were you happy there? They were kind to you, the nuns?’ ‘Oh, but yes. His legs were dreadfully swelled; his hands bruised; and his fetters occasioned him intolerable pain. "When in France, I heard from the Marshal that his brother had perished in London on the night of the Great Storm. He glanced at Ruth (who had stood with her back to the wall, pinned there throughout the contest by terror and the knowledge of her own helplessness), then at the bronze menace, and calculated correctly that this particular adventure was finished. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child. For she knew that men married to get something. ‘Let me tell you,’ went on the nun severely, ‘it would have been better for you if you had taken the veil. Her eye met Miss Stanley’s understandingly, and she was if anything a trifle more affectionate in her greeting to Ann Veronica.
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