But I'll tell e'e what we might do——" The young man heard no more. Her patience was waning fast. Go away now, there’s a good lad. ’ Gerald was staring at her, an arrested expression on his face. After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees. Sheppard, with a look, the wildness of which greatly alarmed her companion. “The young lady, I presume, told you that her name was Anna,” he remarked. “Actually, I am, it is terribly stupid. His name was Bartolomeo di Alberti.
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