In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping. In the distance a bell clanged, and chattering broke out in the doorway as several nuns came crowding in. He was safe, out of the beaten track, at last really comparable to the needle in the haystack. She answered in whispers, for there was the white arm of a woman in the next box peeping beyond the partition within a yard of him. Her features are the same, yet the change has written its mark into her face. Hist!’ he added, as he turned his head and noticed Alderley’s glance.
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