Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings. ‘The poor girl was thrust into a convent to become a nun. I should like to know how it is concerned with Sir John Ferringhall, and how my presence intervenes. "Is it wrong, then, to surrender to good impulses?" "In the present instance, yes. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. And if he would, I would not subject him to the annoyance. ‘And it is perhaps not so necessary that I do so, because Joan has told me of another who may like to say I am the daughter of Mary Remenham.
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