” Michelle adjusted her heavy pack. ‘It—it is—nothing,’ she uttered jerkily. . It may be instinctive; it may be that children vaguely realize that at the end of all wedding journeys is disillusion. The room was papered with green, large-patterned paper that was at worst a trifle dingy, and the arm-chair and the seats of the other chairs were covered with the unusual brightness of a large-patterned chintz, which also supplied the window-curtain. Of this I'm certain, however, she was much too good for him, and was never meant to be a journeyman carpenter's wife, still less what is she now. Gosse! Dieu du ciel, but how did he get into the convent? She had perforce to obey his command, for speech was impossible. “I cannot but conclude,” he said, “that your errand involved the recital to my wife of some trouble in which you find yourself.
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