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She got up, drew up her blind, and stared out of window at a dawn-cold
vision of chimneys for a time, and then went and sat on the edge of her bed. She found a clean sweatshirt
and soft pajama pants, glad to trade the wet for the dry. The silence grew
unbearable, so she asked, \"What is your surname, John?\"
\"My surname? You mean my last name?\"
\"Yes. ”
“It certainly was,” she admitted. It
was never intended that I should marry Monsieur Valade, but after the tragedy—’
her eyes darkening in genuine distress ‘—and that he was the only survivor, he
came to me in the convent and married me, and brought me to England. While he was thus standing, the flames of his house, which made the whole
street as light as day, and ruddily illumined the faces of the mob below, betrayed
him to them, and he was speedily driven from his position by a shower of stones
and other missiles. If she returns to the house from which we took her, her
companions will laugh at her and smother her with ridicule. He would have to make sure of her silence.
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