Her father, her own father! She remembered now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she recited it with perfect understanding. She had fled back to Florence quite intent on slitting the new bride’s throat. Somebody tricked you back yonder—baited you for spite. These were less like streets than labyrinths, hewn through an eternal twilight. But they climbed more than he had intended because Ann Veronica proved rather a good climber, steadyheaded and plucky, rather daring, but quite willing to be cautious at his command. ” “Please tell me why?” she asked.
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