The Indiscretion of the Duchess by Anthony Hope
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"But then you would shut the door." She could not deny it. "I mean no harm," I protested. "'The guile of the wicked is infinite,'" remarked the little nun. "I want to see the Mother Superior," said I. "Will you take my name to her?" I heard another step in the passage. The door was flung wide open, and a stout and stately old lady faced me, a frown on her brow. "Madame," said I, "until you hear my errand you will think me an ill-mannered fellow." "What is your business, sir?" "It is for your ear alone, madame." "You can't come in here," said she decisively. For a moment I was at a loss. Then the simplest solution in the world occurred to me. "But you can come out, madame," I suggested. She looked at me doubtfully for a minute. Then she stepped out, shutting |
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