CHAPTER II. " "I will have none till I have forced the villain's name from you!" he cried, stamping the floor with rage. . But, on the bursting of that bubble, his hopes vanished with it. The house had in fact been converted into a convent, but the fact could not be advertised, not even in the Catholic enclave that existed in this part of town. The bungalows and stores were built of heavy bamboo and gum-wood; sprawly, one-storied affairs; for the typhoon was no stranger in these waters. I shall have no faith in future in bolts and bars. That handsome, finely drawn face belonged to a soul with clean ideals.
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