Their colloquy was ended abruptly by the apparition of Miss Klegg at the further door. The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. “And even then—” The conversation hung for a thoughtful moment. " "It matters not who I am," replied Jonathan, taking the money. And even she was forced to admit to herself that this last resource of hers was a slender reed on which to lean. In any event, I would not have let her escape me so easily. I want to make myself visible to you. Sheppard. I’m so glad you’re not angry.
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