There was a Greyhound bus that she was overdue to ride. In the end, resolution triumphed, as it was sure to do, over the weaker emotions, and he laughed at his fears. “No,” she answered. But, if you have come to surrender yourself to justice, it is well. She was too late. 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 know—and probably never would unless she told him—that it was very easy (and comfortable for a woman) to fall into slatternly ways in this latitude. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. He returned, sitting on the floor beside the couch adoring her and stroking her bare arms.
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