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She had fled back to Florence quite intent on slitting the new bride’s throat. Do I blow off the head of a man with whom I am in love?’ ‘That,’ said Gerald, disengaging his hand and at last drawing her into his arms, ‘deserves a reward. On regaining his breath, he began to consider whither chance had led him; and, rubbing his eyes to clear his sight, he perceived a sombre pile, with a lofty tower and broad roof, immediately in front of him. He was bringing the sing-song girl to the hotel! The strange cortège presently vanished below the window-sill. His eyes were fixed upon the tablecloth. "Won't you sit down?" "I beg your pardon! Come into the consultation office"; and the doctor led the way. Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. Destruction everywhere marked its course. That was one of the compensations for having consigned himself to this part of the world.
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