“You come into these sordid surroundings—you mustn’t mind my calling them sordid—and it makes them seem as though they didn’t matter. ‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. To his consternation, she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel, with both hands about the butt. "To be sure I will, my child. "Stay, dear Thames!—stay!" cried the little girl. It was the largest room in the house, which was why it had been given over to the main business of the convent as a house of God. ‘Nothing. Trust you. It's certain. How I wish I might meet this delightful mystery lady of yours.
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