‘Bête,’ she flung at him. “Well, my girl, I wish you had thought about all these things before these bothers began. His course, however, was no longer interrupted, and he crept on. ’ ‘A convent?’ echoed Gerald with interest. " "Say the word, and I'm mum," returned the executioner. ” She was frightened—his anger always did frighten her—and in her resolve to conceal her fright she carried a queen-like dignity to what she felt even at the time was a preposterous pitch. Analysis would come later, when the primitive conscience, satisfied, would cease to dominate his thought and action.
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