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Updated: May 8, 2025
Now, though Lynette's rough straw hat had been whisked from her head by a force invisible, he saw her safe, caught in the Mother-Superior's embrace, sheltered by the tall, protecting figure as the sapling is sheltered by the pine. "We are not hurt," the Mother protested, though her cheek had been cut by a flying flake of flint, and was bleeding. "But look ... over there!"
"Ah, Monsieur le Docteur, it is incredible vat zat poor child she suffer. Madame 'ave told you " "Madame was about to tell me, my Sister," Saxham said, in his smooth, fluent French, "when you appeared upon the scene." Sister Cleophée launched, unwitting of the Mother-Superior's gesture of vexation, into voluble explanations in that native language which M. le Docteur spoke so well.
The sweet vesper service soothed her soul, and when it was over, and the benediction was given, the "peace that passeth all understanding" descended upon her troubled spirit. She left the chapel, leaning on the mother-superior's arm. When she reached her room door she kissed the lady's hand in bidding her good-night. "This has done you good, my daughter," said the abbess, gently.
Compose yourself, my child, and give your mind to heavenly subjects. See, the priest is coming in," murmured the abbess, who immediately crossed herself, and lowered her eyes in devotion. Salome, though trembling in every limb, and feeling faint, almost to falling, followed the mother-superior's example, and tried to concentrate her mind in worship.
During the latter portion of the mother-superior's story the portion that related to the delegalized elder son of the Duke of Hereward a light had dawned upon the mind of Salome, but so slowly that no sudden shock of joy had been felt, no wild exclamation of astonishment uttered: yet that light had revealed to the amazed and overjoyed young wife, beyond all possibility of further doubt, the blessed truth of the perfect freedom of her worshiped husband from all participation in the awful crimes of which over-whelming circumstantial evidence had convicted him in her own mind, but of which it was now certain that his miserable brother, his "double" in appearance, was alone guilty.
My wife had seen the present Mrs. Saxham at Gueldersdorp, and, not knowin' that the surname of Mildare had been taken by her at the wish of her adopted mother, supposed got the maggot into her head that the Mother-Superior's ward might possibly be a a daughter of the man the seal-ring had belonged to, knowing Lord! what a mull I'm making of it! that Mildare had at one time been engaged to marry that" the Major boggled horribly "that uncommonly brave and noble lady, and had, in fact, thrown her over, and made a bolt of it with the wife of his Regimental C.O., Colonel Sir George Hawting."
"I shall have finished in another five minutes, and then there will be no more letters to write, my child. Sit where you choose; take a book, and be quiet; I shall not keep you waiting long." The words were few; the Mother-Superior's manner a little curt in speaking them.
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