’ ‘Oh, that tragic pair,’ uttered her ladyship in saddened tones. “Oh Christ! How old were you?” “Just—well, I was young. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You have papers of identity, for the Mother Abbess told me so.
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