’ Baring his teeth in a smile of triumph that was every bit an animal snarl, and leaping up onto the seat of the pew he was in, he jumped hazardously to the next. Stopping before each door, they took up the plates of the locks, examined the ponderous bolts, and were struck with the utmost astonishment at what they beheld. Quite ordinary. Stanley regarded his neighbor’s clean-shaven face almost warily. Can’t face a scandal. A world of haystacks, bean-stacks, and strawricks flanked the granges adjoining his habitation; the yard was crowded with poultry, pigeons were feeding at his feet, cattle were being driven towards the stall, horses led to the stable, a large mastiff was rattling his chain, and stalking majestically in front of his kennel, while a number of farming-men were passing and repassing about their various occupations. ‘From the convent, where else?’ ‘It does not strike me that you can possibly have been in a convent. Of all the amazing coincidences. " "The ways of Providence are inscrutable," observed Wood. . “I wish that I could forget it,” he said.
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