Captain Roding strode into the parlour. Passing the old rectory, and still older church, with its reverend screen of trees, and slowly ascending a hill side, from whence he obtained enchanting peeps of the spire and college of Harrow, he reached the cluster of well-built houses which constitute the village of Neasdon. For a stunned moment, Emile did not speak. You and I. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You have papers of identity, for the Mother Abbess told me so. This girl whom he had met by chance and befriended had done both.
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