’ ‘Parbleu,’ burst from Melusine indignantly. "Bury her in Willesden churchyard, as she requested, on Sunday," said Jack. Before she knew what had happened, Gosse turned suddenly, and vaulted one of the pews into the gap behind. He began to tell me something—and stopped. " "But you will,—won't you?" she rejoined, looking him coaxingly in the face. He stood there, large and dark, enunciating, in his clear voice from beneath his large mustache, clear flat sentences, deliberately kindly. Her likeness to her sister gave him at first almost a shock; a moment afterwards he was conscious of a wonderful sense of relief. He must know she’ll be at a convent.
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