‘So it was. Silly, isn’t it? Undisciplined. The inn was a military haunt. After this occurence, not a word was exchanged between them until they came in sight of the sloop, which was lying at anchor off Wapping. Then the distant relationship to Miss Stanley gave them a slight but pleasant sense of proprietorship in the girl. And their monasteries and convents are still not officially permitted to exist here. They were drenched with water and suds. Her impressions of this cardinal ceremony were rich and confused, complicated by a quite transitory passion that awakened no reciprocal fire for a fat curly headed cousin in black velveteen and a lace collar, who assisted as a page.
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