He is the one who has said that she must go to the convent. He looked about for his hat, and put it on. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. Ben had scarcely adjusted his oars, when the gleam of a lantern was seen moving towards the bank. ’ ‘A pox on the creature,’ swore Mrs Sindlesham, clenching and unclenching her stiff fingers.
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