" "Your own was equally so," said Jackson ironically. The change will come to-day. Within ten minutes he had read much more than had greeted his eye. I've sent for the priest. There was no sense in creating further difficulties for herself by arguing with the sergeant over her identity. The wheel and the navigating instruments were sternward, under a spread of heavy canvas, a protection against rain and sun. “I beg your pardon,” he said, “but you appear to be a fellow countrywoman of mine, and in some distress. Lucy stepped inside. “And, after all, I am just one common person!” She watched the throb of the arteries in the stem of her neck, and put her hand at last gently and almost timidly to where her heart beat beneath her breast. Vitally, she had the letter that proved her identity as a Charvill: the one her father had written to the Abbess when he sent her to the convent. ’ ‘About me?’ The lady’s lashes fluttered and her fan came up.
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