They had changed identities absolutely. ” He left her where she was, crying in the doorway. ’ ‘Mercy me,’ gasped the nun. From time to time she would come upon a line of singular beauty or a paragraph full of haunting music; and these would send her rushing on for something that never happened. Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct. A jar of pink roses upon a tiny table seemed to gain an extra delicacy of colour from the sombre curtains behind. “May I ask whether you are staying with friends in town?” he inquired deferentially. "Flight is still left me," replied Trenchard. "A vow," she answered,—"a vow to my dead husband. She dived at once behind the cover of the lamproom and affected serious trouble with her shoe-lace until he was out of the station, and then she followed slowly and with extreme discretion until the bifurcation of the Avenue from the field way insured her escape.
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