‘Mademoiselle,’ he had greeted her, entering the little private parlour where, Martha being at prayer in their room, she sat alone, reading over and over the letter Mother Abbess had given her and revolving plans in her head. 1. . Then she stepped back into the empty room and stood for a moment looking down upon the scattered fragments of her last canvas. “Manning,” she said, and contemplated a figure of inaggressive persistence. “He is one of our guests—perhaps I should say boarders here, but he seldom returns before dinner-time. Won’t you let me—can’t I be of any assistance?” He was obviously in earnest. 9. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object.
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