“Gods,” she said, at last, “I’ve done it this time!” “Well!” She took up the neat morocco purse, opened it, and examined the contents. Stories … love stories: and to-morrow she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too good to be true. The chapel was situated in the old ballroom, and from there, down a few stairs, the vestry had taken the place of the pantry next to the kitchens. ‘It is of no use to try to stop me.
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