"Have you got Jonathan out of the way?" he asked, in an eager whisper. But this revulsion was engulfed by the succeeding waves of pity and understanding. Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair. We close the chapter. To-night the subtle suggestiveness of those few daring lines, fascinating in their very simplicity, the head thrown back, the half-closed eyes—the inner meaning of the great artist seemed to come to him with a rush. He is the one who has said that she must go to the convent. At this time of day the priest would be at his apartments in Brewer Street, a short walk away from Golden Square which the building overlooked. Quilt was not long in following his example. The touch of his lips neither thrilled nor alarmed her, because the eyes that looked into hers were clean.
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