A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. Even were she to get an opportunity to scream, it would be some time before such a call, unprecedented though it might be, brought the nuns so much out of their absorption that they interrupted their prayer to investigate. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. For the sort of love-making you think about. He had, he felt, to create certain ideas and vivify certain curiosities and feelings in her. Fifteen from forty is twenty-five. He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him. "Come with me to the Castle. ” He adjusted his glasses on his nose.
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