" "Conduct me to your dwelling, Sir, without further delay," said Trenchard, sternly,—"to the boy. A moment more and he would have been crushed beneath the ponderous board, when a slight but strong arm arrested its descent. She knew that the next time he caught her she would not be able to free herself. "I cannot sign it," returned Trenchard. " Mrs. Let me go, Sir. ’ ‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private cells for the senior nuns.
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