He turned his eyes and stared at Miss Garvice like one who wakes from a reverie, and then got up and strolled down the laboratory toward his refuge, the preparation-room. The door to the room in question was closed. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. ’ It is the Press who find her out. She had a bittersweet fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle. It was the largest room in the house, which was why it had been given over to the main business of the convent as a house of God.
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