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And how could I come home—when he
locks me in rooms and all that?”
“I do wish this wasn’t going on,” said Miss Stanley, after a pause. But, bloodan'-'ouns! man, if ould Nick himself were to
hit me a blow, I'd be afther givin' him another. "Flight is still left me," replied Trenchard. They were in many respects so right; she clung to that, and
shirked more and more the paradoxical conviction that they were also somehow,
and even in direct relation to that rightness, absurd. Most people, every one I
know else, seem to have mated with foreigners and to talk uneasily in unfamiliar
tongues, to be afraid of the knowledge the other one has, of the other one’s
perpetual misjudgment and misunderstandings. Men are always doing it, and if you set up to be a
man—”
“No, it’s absolutely out of the question, Mr. They WERE weird. ‘Tell me about the convent? Were you happy there?
They were kind to you, the nuns?’
‘Oh, but yes.
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