‘From the convent, where else?’ ‘It does not strike me that you can possibly have been in a convent. And then all her restlessness was turned to joy. The wine was sweetened with cinnamon and cloves and rare edible flowers, which her father had instructed her not to drink excessively of. But it seemed that their presence was not even suspected. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. Each wing had a small cupola; and, in the centre of the pile rose a larger dome, surmounted by a gilded ball and vane. Glancing idly up at her own window as they had swung round the corner she had seen a strange thing. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. “I think,” he said, “that some one ought to warn her.
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