” “I am afraid,” she murmured, “that it would be difficult. She had fled back to Florence quite intent on slitting the new bride’s throat. It’s not like we’re getting married. “Why did you lie to that man?” he asked fiercely. " "Won't you go?" cried Jack passionately. ” That was the quintessence of her brother Roddy. Coarse as were the ruffian's notions of feminine beauty, he could not be insensible to the surpassing loveliness of the fair creature, who had thus solicited his attention.
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