Shy, grateful in her loneliness for this unexpected attention, she had listened. He is the one who has said that she must go to the convent. "There, Sir," she added, unlocking the door, "you can go in. He had a flattish, perhaps, it should be called, a flattened nose, and a brown, leathernlooking hide, that seemed as if it had not unfrequently undergone the process of tanning. And if he won’t—” But she did not give even unspoken words to the alternative at that time. T’weren’t fitting, we knew that. . “You were there, were you?” He laughed a little impatiently. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child.
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