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Sheppard, a matron offered to conduct him to her cell. “If you speak—farewell. ‘Parbleu, the bullet is still inside you,’ Melusine guessed, remembering how the Mother Abbess had diagnosed Leonardo’s suffering when he had first come to the convent. And there was no intimation whatever that the blinds would ever go up or the windows or doors be opened, or the chandeliers, that seemed to promise such a blaze of fire, unveiled and furnished and lit. ‘I agree with you. You have made for yourself a unique place upon the stage. How many nuns were there in England who might have occasion to spy on Lady Bicknacre’s ballroom? The presence of the French refugees took on greater significance. ’ ‘Mercy me,’ gasped the nun. There was an eerie sense of brooding menace about an uninhabited establishment. She sat herself upon the bed.
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