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A. Wood, and however he might dissent from the latter proposition, he did not deem it expedient to make any reply; and the orator proceeded with his harangue amid the general applause of the assemblage. Predictably, Charvill turned on him. Then a servant girl brought in a telegram. And God had let him do it! He was—and now he perfectly understood that he was—treading the queerest labyrinth a man had ever entered. Why may I not be your friend? Somehow or other I feel that you have been driven into a false position. The title had formerly been held by Gianfrancesco’s brother, Alessia, now dead of plague. She could hear the bell tinkle as the horse shook its head. The thing rankled in her mind night and day.
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