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The Great Channel Swim

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THE CONVENT ON THE DUNES.

BY

KATHARINE TYNAN. (Author of "The Way of a Maid," "A Daughter of the Fields," etc.).

The fishing village was scattered over the high ground as you come up from the sea. On the cliffs between the sea and the dunes were tha Chalets which come alive 1 every July for the Season and were dead and shuttered all the rest of the year. Ex cept in the case of one or two who lived in their chalets all the year round and en- dured the buffeting of the winter storma, the assaults of the sea and the desolation of winter.

khe kardly took it for serious. He parted with them at the door of the Chaplain's house, explaining to them how it could be opened from the inside but not from with- out except by using the key. When they left they were to alan the door to, behind them, taking care that the lock clicked- So He lifted his hat to Lydia pointedly ignoring Monsieur, and went out into the sunny street banging the door after him. The lock clicked. The-echo of the closed door seemed to reverberate through miles of emptiness.

The Chaplain's house was shuttered so that they found themselves in almost com plete darkness. There was a little of papers and straw near their feet. A musty and decomposing odour was in the air. Such & one was M. Meelsom, who being They were glad to hurry through the dark- interviewed by Lydia Preston resolvedness and litter of unseen things and escape himself into plain Mr. Milsom, He was a into the Chaplain's garden, once beautiful lean, grey man, with a haggard expression but now overgrown-n desolate Calvary and a young wife who openly flattered in the middle of it with a bush of heavy him. Lydia was sorry for the man from the white roses creeping against it as though beginning of the interview when she was they prayed deliverance from the weeds introduced to Madame Meelsom, a blackthat were trangling them. eyed French woman, with a contemptuous way of brushing away her English hua band's opinions. Lydia was a marine pain ter. She wanted to study the fisher folk as they lived through the hardships of the winter. Pity for him made her a fodger at Villa Hélène Marie, though she was not prepossessed by the French wife, and the Villa itself was froway. Plainly M. Meel som longed for the society of one of his own race and speech.

She had not been long at Villa Heléne Marie before she discovered that Monsieur was a gentleman with a past. He had at. some time been an officer in an English Cavalry regiment. What dreary waste lay between that and Villa Hélène Marie where he did inuch of the housework and worked in the shabby garden to raise a few vegetables for the home, Lydia could only conjecture. Being a philosopher and something of a student of life she had not. the usual prejudices to be shocked. "Poor old black sheep" she thought to herself and felt sorry for the gentleman that died hard in Monsieur. He really had excellent manners still.

They found their way through what was almost a thicket. Before them rose the high wall of the Convent, blank on this side.. An open door led into the interior. There was a long stone passage before them, dimly lit. It ended in a broken door, the door of enclosure at which the nuns had made a formal resistance before their ox- pulsion.

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They seemed endless. The place was very They went from one passage to another. dim, for the low windows were curtained with cobwebs which swung from the groined roof above their heads. was dust under their feet, soft dust that slipped and moved. Once a rat scurried before then with a squeal.

There

The

There were innumerable doors. Some- times they led into low vaulted rooms. Again they led to other passages which took them away from the main one. air was very stuffy, full of close mephitic vapours. They were glad to emerge pre- aently into a cloister that ran round four sides of an over-grown garden.

By a door which they unbolted they found their way into the garden and drew Presently making friends with the fisher- deep breaths. The high Convent walls folk she discovered that Monsieur was in

with their many windows rose high above no very great adour in St. Michel. Per them. The garden was in a well, yet one haps in revenge for being disowned by his could breathe here. In the long shot-up own order he was Radical, Socialist, anti-Convent centuries old, there was some Clerical. In St. Michel thear things were nameless oppression in the air which for yet anathema and the fisher folk as they bade their breathing. passed Monsieur looked askance if they did not give more forcible expression to their feelings. He lived in a curious lone- liness, the poor black sheep. Lydia was sorry for him, while acknowledging that doubtless he had no more than his desserts.

Inland, a mile or to across the danes, lay an old walled town. It had a history this old town that had grown up about the walls of a convent equally famous with the town, The Convent was empty, now, sequestrated to the Government. Visiting the old walled town there were so many subjects to paint that Lydia almost forget that she was a marine painter. She had often glanced curiously at the forty foot high wall that enclosed the Convent. The mere size of the Convent compelled wonder and interest. It was gigantic, enormous. The town merely crawled up to its walls, There was something suggestive of a great medieval fortress in those forty foot but-

tressed walls. It only needed a tale of mural paintings in the chapel to make Lydia curious to see it.

Monsieur would do anything for Lydia. He professed a respectful admiration for her brains as well as her beauty. He lifted his hands in amazement that such beauty, such brains, such accomplishments should be still unwed. To be sure she was of the order of Amazons. The Amazons were cruel to their lovers, Lydia tolerated Mon- sieur's compliments. She had a fresh young heart of pity for the worsted, even the disgraced in the battle of life; and Monsieur retained enough of the gentle- man to enable her to forget his probable iniquities while they talked together. The mán had education as well as breeding. He was a copious and easy talker. He had known most of the interesting people of bis time. A thousand, thousand pities, thought Lydia that the malignant fairy had been able to slip into his cradle the one thing that nullified the rest.

1. The merest hint on Lydia's part that she desired to explore the old Convent in the walled town, and he was all agog to further her desire. He himself had never seen the Convent. He, hinted scandalous things of its history which Lydia passed by in wide-eyed disdain. She hardly needed to be informed that before Mon- sieur became libre penseur he had been of the old religion. His very bitterness would have made her aware of the fact, she being a person of fine intuitions.

there with some difficulty a cobwebby In the cloisters they opened here and

window and let the air. such as it was enter. Under their foot were the graves and brasses of the nuns some of them dating six hundred years back. The fierce afternoon sun was outside. Here, where

it never pentrated, the light was cold, obscured by dust and cobweba. It was a vault Eke place.

Let us get upstairs?" said Monsieur with a shiver.

Lydia glanced at lan. He was looking pinched and cold; his face had darkly blue shadows. Perhaps it was the light.

She looked up unwillingly, She had discovered the brass of an English non, and wanted to copy the inscription.

"Fwill stay," she said, “and you shall Bet out in the garden and eat peacher while I write down what is here recorded of dame

this very noble and honourable

got him in the interest of deciphering the He went away and left her. She for-

inscription over which so many feet had

She walked in so many hundred years. had forgotten her pretty frock, lying almost face downwards to discover the half-obliterated lettering. It might have been the position: it might have been the from which the air had so long been shut, anwholesome vapours of the old, old place,

and which indeed had never been blown through by a free wind from the day it was built. Suddenly she was faint, her head reeled.

herself. She looked down the long cloister She knelt op to recover

to the arched door with the darkness beyond at the end. She realised that she was in a place of graves. Graves every where round the four sides of the cloisters.

Monsieur's face in the doorway was a welcome sight.

"I think we had better be going," he said, if you have quite finished. san has set.

The

worse than usual. Perhaps it was the bad

Lydia had an idea that he looked il-

light the shadows.

said, getting to her feet.

Yes we had better be going," she would be glad to escape to be in the She felt she street among the people again. It was place of ghosts, of the dead, a profaned, Small wonder if the ghosts were angry! dishonoured, desecrated place.

and went down one passage into another They found a way out of the cloisters another and another. now the sun was set. Odd how alike they

It was darker

were. There were no landmarks. Now something only to find presently that they and again they thought to have recognised

They grew

must have been deceived. rather quiet as they went on with the shadows thickening about them. Mon- Bieur's flow of talk was suddenly checked. A vague uneasiness fell upon Lydia.

The thing would be easily accomplished through the radical Maire, one of the few persons who seemed to be civil to Mon- sieur. There came a day when the thing was to be accomplished. Lydia dressed herself simply in a frock of lilac. It must be something she could send to the wash- tub, for the place, immensely old and un occupied these two or three years back, would be full of dust and cobwebu.

They were sent from pillar to post in search of the Convent keys. When they had all but given up hope, they received them at last from a young Frenchman, the

the Chaplain's house. brilliant garden as one could never have taken a wrong turn out of the cloisters. hoped to find in the dingy and crumbling What fools we were!" town. He looked open-eyed admiration at selves once again in a maze of passages.' They turned back, only to find them- Lydia as had every man she had met in They were hopeful, only to find them- the street. The lilac gown became her clear skin and wholesome colour: she selves bafled, took turnings they thought walked with an air of graceful strength.

they remembered only to find themselves She had heavy dark hair twisted in splen more lost than ever.

Ja foi Monsieur said at last in a high unnatural voice. at fault. We must retrace our steps, and "I believe we are the chapel again. The chapel is close by

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At last in a little room, the barred windows of which looked on a square enclosure, which they had not seen before, Monsieur suddenly gripped Lydia's arm.

did coils at the back of her head. Her blue eyes repeated the lilac of the gown. The Frenchman, could hardly forbear a com pliment as he scowled at Monsieur, being of the Clerical party and so an antagonist. "I am not well, Mademoiselle," he He walked with them to the Chaplain's said. "Could you open a window? The house of the Convent by which they were

air of this place is infernal." to enter. He could not give them the keys. he explained, as another gentleman wished to see the Convent the same afternoon. He would let them in, retaining the keys. bluish palloy. He breathed with difficulty,

She helped him to a window-seat and got a window open with difficulty. She was alarmed at his face. It was of a

He talked volubly to Lydia as they his band to his side.

walked along side by side. He hardly he gesped. "It has happened be "I have a most.. agonizing pain," noticed Monsieur. Did Mademoiselle un derstand then the magnitude of the Con- fore. Don't.. be frightened. Promise vent? It was of a size enormous. It

you won't leave me." covered so many hectares of land. Himself "I promise," she said. Her pity over- he had been told that the passages of the flowed for the suffering of the man. Convent covered without doubt three brestbed hard. The eweat stood on his milea. Mademoiselle must take care, he forehead. His lips were white. The hand warned her, that she did not lose her way gripping hers tightly was wet. in the Convent

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