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CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Phillida answered. "I am leaving for France to-night. I go to Havre, to enter the Convent of Notre Dame de Consolation."
" To a Convent?" Lizbeth found it hard to say the words.
" Yes, indeed, and Rodney has arranged everything for me."
Phillida's eyes dropped in sudden embarrassment and Lizbeth knew, without being told, that Rodney had arranged not only to send her to France, but to give her the dowry which would ensure her entrance into the Convent.
" How has he managed this? Are you sure you will be accepted?" Lizbeth asked, bewildered; and Rodney answered the questions from behind her.
" 'Twas not as hard as it appears. She will be welcomed, I can stake my oath on it, for my sister is the Reverend Mother of the Convent to which she travels."
" Your sister-and a Catholic!" Lizbeth ejaculated. Rodney looked uncomfortable for the moment.
" Faith, I warrant 'tis not a thing a man would talk about unnecessarily," he replied.
Lizbeth laughed at that. It was so funny that she should have been hiding the truth from Rodney about Phillida and he was keeping secret the fact that his sister was also a Catholic, and a Reverend Mother at that.
" My sister is much older than I am," he said, as if somehow that made the situation better.
" I told Rodney the truth," Phillida was saying contentedly, "and then everything was easy. He promised to help me. How can I ever be grateful enough?"
" By coming away now, at once," Rodney replied. "We must not linger here. Lizbeth might get into trouble, and your ship sails on the dawn tide."
" I will come at once," Phillida answered.
She bent down and put her arms round Lizbeth. "Good-bye, little sister," she said, "we may never meet again, but I am happy, remember that, always. I am happy." "That is what matters," Lizbeth said; "and oh, Phillida, I am so glad for you."
Phillida's cheek was against hers ; it was cool and soft, and she whispered very low so that only Lizbeth could hear: "You love him, I know that; I saw it in your eyes the

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