It was a long walk she had to undertake, even if she had endured no previous fatigue, but feeble as she was, it was almost more than she could accomplish. 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. After all, it is not long since that a Catholic nun in this country would have had to remain in hiding. "I thought you'd have got rid of your ill-humour by this time. "It's not an offer," continued he, "that I'm likely to make, or you're likely to receive every day in the year. There was a bare chance that he had been mistaken. “Perhaps for me,” she added, with a sudden wistful look out of the bare high window, “a night of beginnings.
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