She recalled how she had stretched out her arms toward the magic blue horizon. Beyond the steps was a pole-chair in readiness. ’ ‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private cells for the senior nuns. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative. “No man can realize,” she said, “what that pit can be. Spurling. It was warm, shielding, comforting, and what was more, full of understanding. "I read those stories. " "Well, well, I'm not within a minute," rejoined the turnkey.
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