” He threw open the door of the sitting-room and switched on the electric light. ‘Major Gerald Alderley, mademoiselle, quite at your service. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. But I've stacks of books and a grand piano-player. She was suddenly grave. The ruffian's companions took his part. “Perhaps by this time you will have heard of the step I have taken in leaving my home. Already the warm sun was drawing from the pines their delicious odour. Stanley regarded his neighbor’s clean-shaven face almost warily. ‘The poor girl was thrust into a convent to become a nun. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. Already she missed all of her fine things, her linens and leather bound books.
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