” “This,” Anna declared, as she sipped her wine and looked around her, “reminds me more of Paris than any place I have yet seen. Sheppard, fleeing from him to the farthest corner of the room. But the letter, written in his son’s own hand, and addressed to the Mother Abbess of the Convent of the Sisters of Wisdom near Blaye in the district of Santonge, dated a little over five years previously, exercised a powerful effect upon him. ’ ‘For God’s sake,’ protested his junior. Keep a sharp look out, Austin, and see that we lose no one else. Sheppard raised her hand, and the malediction trembled upon her tongue. Mr.
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