‘No, my poor guardian,’ Gerald mocked. . . The real tragedy—which he sensed and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. It’s a sort of guarantee of confidence. ‘From the convent, where else?’ ‘It does not strike me that you can possibly have been in a convent.
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