The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings. It was convenient for Father Saint-Simon, who could enter this way and prepare in the little room before going up the narrow stair to the chapel above where the nuns waited. ‘Nevertheless, you will marry me,’ he snarled. But Miss Stanley took no notice of these things. It dropped sideways and fell with a bang to the table. “Have you dropped from the skies?” Sydney asked wonderingly. ‘It must seem strange to you at first.
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