It was warm, shielding, comforting, and what was more, full of understanding. "Take her," cried Jonathan; and, flinging the now inanimate body of the poor widow, who had fainted in the struggle, into the arms of Thames, he leapt through the window, and by the time the latter could consign her to Wood, and dart after him, he had disappeared. It was convenient for Father Saint-Simon, who could enter this way and prepare in the little room before going up the narrow stair to the chapel above where the nuns waited. The question ceased to be a tea-table talk, and became suddenly tragically real for Ann Veronica. "Jack," exclaimed the widow, starting up and drawing back the curtain. ToC Sir Rowland, meantime, paced his chamber with a quick and agitated step. No window.
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