The chapel was crowded to excess. Then Capes flittered to the hearthrug and poked the fire,
stood up, and turned about. "
"It'll be over in a few minutes," rejoined Jonathan, impatiently; "in fact, it'll be
over too soon for me. Good
riddance. Her likeness to her sister gave him at first almost a shock; a moment afterwards
he was conscious of a wonderful sense of relief. The latter walked carelessly towards
the hatch, and leaning his back against the place whence the spike had been
removed, so as completely to hide it, continued smoking his pipe as coolly as if
nothing had happened. She fluttered her eyelashes, and
adopted the soulful tone that served her well at times. For all
that, it is folly.
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