" It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. Groping their way through one or two dark and mouldy-smelling vaults, the party ascended a flight of steps, which brought them to the hall. “And you must please not look at me as though I were an executioner,” she declared lightly. Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone.
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