I didn’t dream, not even in my wildest dreaming, that—you might have any need of me. ” She rang the bell, and he waited by her side until she was admitted to the tall, gloomy lodging-house. But the letter, written in his son’s own hand, and addressed to the Mother Abbess of the Convent of the Sisters of Wisdom near Blaye in the district of Santonge, dated a little over five years previously, exercised a powerful effect upon him. She did not resist him, she could not. "That's well. ” “But how? It has only been a few days!” “She’s not even here. “No, don’t interrupt me. I shall ride to St.
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