He had done this a dozen times on the way from his office. “Do you know, I have been wondering what had become of you,” she said. Whether it was the nun’s habit or the harlot’s clothing that distressed her more, he could not begin to guess. Do you recall the night she showed you the face in the locket? Do you remember how she said—'If only my mother had lived'? Did you ever see anything more tender or beautiful?" "I remember. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor. Presently he resumed: “I believe I must be in love.
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