After a brief conversation, which Sheppard sustained with his accustomed liveliness, the old man turned to Bess and addressed a few words of common-place gallantry to her. She saw marks in the dirt where he had been pacing. Speedily recovering himself, however, he rejoined, with forced calmness, "You are mistaken, Sir. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and trains! And, oh the beautiful books! She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes bright. Her features were meagre, and ghastly white, and had the fixed and horrible stamp of insanity. I do not know anything of him since I have fourteen years, and that he sent me to Blaye to be a nun. They were loath to admit to the public that the case would be closed in a few years for sheer lack of forensic evidence.
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