"Well, I'm glad she's spared this. She saw her discarded nun’s habit still on the floor and scooped it up. At the same time Sydney and Brendon also vacated their places. Good riddance. “And what was that dreadful confession you had to make?” he was saying. ” Anna rose to her feet. Good riddance to bad rubbish. He folded the garments carefully and replaced them on the chair. One who steals. ‘Certainly, if I was a nun, I know of many good names. She was caught by an uncle, whose opinion she valued, making faces at Roddy because he had exulted at this. ‘Alors, pig!’ she cried and lunged in quarte. She found herself again in the presence of some element in life about which she had been trained not to think, about which she was perhaps instinctively indisposed to think; something which jarred, in spite of all her mental resistance, with all her preconceptions of a clean and courageous girl walking out from Morningside Park as one walks out of a cell into a free and spacious world.
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