" "Then it was not a dream!" ejaculated Sir Rowland in a hollow voice, and as if speaking to himself. But, bloodan'-'ouns! man, if ould Nick himself were to hit me a blow, I'd be afther givin' him another. ’ ‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private cells for the senior nuns. . I believe you have had it pulled down, have you not?” “The Misses Pellissier!” he exclaimed.
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