Alarmed by the noise of the scuffle, Quilt and Sharples rushed to the assistance of their comrade. A florid-looking young woman rose up and accosted him eagerly. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. ‘Tell me about the convent? Were you happy there? They were kind to you, the nuns?’ ‘Oh, but yes. I know not who you are; and, as I cannot discern your face, I may be doing you an injustice. . Now drop it. ‘Good God! Everett Charvill, as I live. She held it down with the poker, looking nervously over her shoulder.
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