"
"And now, father, your blessing—your consent!" cried Thames. “How CAN I tell him?” whispered Miss Stanley. Well-born, welleducated; those are the lads that pay in full. Fortescue rambled
round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and
his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against
the wall. She
often found herself absorbed by watching the tall grass
undulate from the cave’s central doorway as solitary
hunters prowled for buffalo and stag on the plain. "
The girl's blood ran warmly for a minute. ‘What do you mean?’
‘You have papers of identity, for the Mother Abbess told me so. This was David Courtlaw, whose
ways, too, had never been very different from the ways of other men as regards
her sex. "
[Illustration: Distinctive Pictures Corporation.
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