“It was poison—why not?” she answered. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. For freedom at least. He looked no longer at his wife. Detached, it was not impossible that she would be forced to leave the dining room because of invading tears. Only identity, and a chance to be someone other than a nun.
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