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She heard the ocean in the distance, waves crashing on the beach, high tide. Stay! I'll go myself. The vestry was perhaps the only room in the place, except her allotted curtained off portion of the dormitory chamber that served for her cell—and she could not scandalise the nuns by having a man in there, be he never so much a servant—where Melusine could be sure of privacy. He did not notice that Ann Veronica was preoccupied and heavy-eyed. She gained her room, and slammed her door and locked it as though she feared violence and pursuit. The funeral procession had now approached the grave, around which many of the congregation, who were deeply interested by the sad ceremonial, had gathered. It would have been the right idea, had Ruth been other than what she was. But she had found it very difficult. All the rest of our lives would be together then, Ann Veronica. Wood had been my father, as well as yours. The period of repression was over. She was at the end of girlhood and on the eve of a woman’s crowning experience.
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