This smile was more harrowing even than her former rigid look. It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. Manning, Lady Palsworthy’s nephew, a tall young man of seven-and-thirty with a handsome, thoughtful, impassive face, a full black mustache, and a certain heavy luxuriousness of gesture. I do want them. He bowed awkwardly to Mrs. . Gosse! Dieu du ciel, but how did he get into the convent? She had perforce to obey his command, for speech was impossible. Well, if she survives the accident—as the blood, who styles himself Sir Cecil, fancies she may do—this ring will make my fortune by leading to the discovery of the chief parties concerned in this strange affair.
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