"So I will," rejoined Shotbolt; "so I will. “Really, Sir John,” she said, “I don’t know how to thank you. John’s father added cheerfully, “So, do you play any
violin?”
She balked at the stereotype, but admitted, “Yes, I play
violin. ‘Softly, you say?’ she uttered, raging. His face will be all I need. "That's tremendous!" he cried. She listened with growing apprehension to the
tale that Gerald told, omitting any mention of pistols and daggers, and at the end
delivered herself of various expletives highly unsuited to a lady of her advanced
years. He looked at her in some embarrassment. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she
uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. ‘Let me tell you,’ went on the nun severely, ‘it would have been better for you
if you had taken the veil. He turned irresolutely to the table upon which lay the
scattered leaves of his old manuscripts.
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