“I wonder if there is!” said Capes, and paused, and then bent down over the boy who wore his hair like Russell. 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. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. ’ ‘Ah, that is easy,’ she began, laughing. ‘Parbleu, I hope that I do not have many more times to come in this way to the house,’ she muttered fretfully. Her knees were trembling, her whole frame was shaken with sobs. ” “Well?” “Sir John came to me—that you know—and you can guess what I told him. She wanted to think of him as her beloved person, to be near him and watch him, to have him going about, doing this and that, saying this and that, unconscious of her, while she too remained unconscious of herself. “I think we’ve exhausted this discussion,” she said.
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