“Vee!” said Miss Stanley, “you hear what your father says!” Miss Stanley struggled with emotion. A coach was also in attendance, at a little distance. ’ ‘I imagine it must be a relief to you, after so lucky an escape. We’re hard stuff!” Then she went on: “To think that is my father! Oh, my dear! He stood over me like a cliff; the thought of him nearly turned me aside from everything we have done. They exchanged greetings with the clarinetist. But he can't have his eyes always about him, or he'd have been with us this morning at the Mint, eh, Mr. Sir John, who was standing outside, looked past him at the girl still sitting in the shadow. How the deuce did I ever manage to father such a brainless nincompoop? A nun, for God’s sake! A confounded Catholic nun.
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