His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. She had made her first fight for dignity and freedom as a grown-up and independent Person, and this was how the universe had treated her. ’ ‘Damnation!’ ‘What the devil ails you?’ demanded his friend, striding forward. ‘But how did she meet such a person in a convent?’ ‘He was wounded and came there for sanctuary,’ Gerald explained, adding almost through his teeth. He propped himself up on one arm, kissing her passionately. And if the woman is not a rival, she must be—yes, that must be it. As he looked up at the massive tower, the clock tolled forth the hour of midnight. Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland. He glanced up. ’ Pottiswick sucked at his teeth through the gaps. “What a hypocrite you are.
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