The figure of the girl upon it in plain black dress, standing with her hands behind her, was an undeniable and astonishing likeness of herself. Poor girl! she was beautiful once; so beautiful as to make me, who care little for the allurements of women, fancy myself enamoured of her. This way, Sir Rowland. You would want me to be clean, if you gave me a thought, that is. Despite him, it was the beauty that she had inherited from her mother they had used to gain the betrothal, and it had not been easy. Many a black veil hid a high-born dame, and the religious habit was no protection.
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