It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative. ‘And how is it that you have acquired this garb of a religieuse?’ he asked as she fitted the veil over her head. Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair. He had seen the announcement of your marriage in the papers, and he imagined that I simply wanted to remain unknown because of your husband’s puritanism. "' Instead of regarding him, Jack glanced over the iron bannisters, and measured the distance. Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. Mr.
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