"[...]have left her at the convent. Farther back, it is De Longueville's business to care for her." "But you see he did not. You and he are her only blood kin, and you both cast her off. It is well she has found a friend." "The convent and the Sisters would have been better." "Come, man, some sort of a towel," exclaimed Denys imperatively. Antoine rummaged in the old chest, and presently brought forth one. Denys noted that it was soft and fine and not of home manufacture. Then he led Renee out to the little basin and, dipping the towel in, washed her face and hands.[...].""