She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it. ’ ‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private cells for the senior nuns. For a few moments Mr. ‘It is Yol—’ She broke off abruptly, her face collapsing into an expression of acute consternation.
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