“The horse’s knees are broken, and I am not sure that the man is sober. Whether it was the nun’s habit or the harlot’s clothing that distressed her more, he could not begin to guess. Such names shone brightly in the darkness, with black spaces of unilluminated emptiness about them, as stars shine in the night; but now—now it was different; now it was dawn—the real dawn. She must not tell Martha about Gerald. I shall take to him as nat'ral as if he were my own flesh and blood afore long. Heard voices. Many’s the young ’un I’ve seen get hisself into just such a knuckleheaded mess all on account of a pretty wench. I daresay that is one of the names of the nuns in your convent.
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