She could not judge its direction, and began to move swiftly along the bookshelves, her hand running behind her across the spines of the calfbound volumes. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed. . ‘My papa he does not wish me to marry the man I choose, and thus he places me in the convent that the nuns may lock me up and I cannot escape. She washed her face with unwonted elaboration before she went to bed. “Don’t bunch too much as you come out,” she added. . F.
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