Miss Corbet turned to the beginning, but only found a seal with an inscription.
“But this belonged to a nunnery,” she said.
“Yes,” said Mistress Margaret, tranquilly, “and I am a nun.”
Mary looked at her in astonishment.
“But, but,” she began.
“Yes, Mistress Corbet; we were dispersed in ’38; some entered the other nunneries; and some went to France; but, at last, under circumstances that I need not trouble you with, I came here under spiritual direction, and have observed my obligations ever since.”
“And have you always said your offices?” Mary asked astonished.
“Yes, my dear; by the mercy of God I have never failed yet. I tell you this of course because you are one of us, and because you have a faithful heart.” Mistress Margaret lifted her great eyes and looked at Mary tenderly and penetratingly.
“And this is one of your books?” she asked.
“Yes, my dear. I was allowed at least to take it away with me. My sister here is very fond of it.”