\" Larry
got up from his chair and trudged to the refrigerator,
pouring himself a glass of milk from the never-ending
supply of two percent. “Hospital? What for? What’s the matter with me?”
Courtlaw’s voice sank to a whisper. It was better even than the hymn-singing. ’
Oh, do they? No kitchen service? No feeding of pigs? It was evident that this
woman knew nothing of nuns, if a certain young lady’s artless reminiscences
were anything to go by. The Mother Abbess, while thankful, could not be brought to consent to allow
the girl out of her charge alone with unknown servants, and Martha was
delegated to accompany her erstwhile nurseling to the homeland she had thought
never to see again. ‘s as mad as any of you, in spite of
all his respectability; not a bit of him straight anywhere, not one bit. Their conversation was conducted in the flash language,
and, though unintelligible to Wood, was easily comprehended by this
companion, who learnt, to her dismay, that the wounded man had received his
hurt from her son, whose courage and dexterity formed the present subject of
their discourse.
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