It was a bizarre sight, a miniature manor, replicated fully, walled in gray limestone. ’ ‘I fetched them with my clothes when the son of madame took me to see Marthe,’ Melusine admitted. 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. She was fiercely and bitterly jealous. "My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. “Has she ever thought of buying a pair of foam earplugs?” Lucy asked. “You might at least,” she murmured, “have invented a more romantic reason.
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