It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. Andrew's Church, his pursuers had gained the bridge, and the attention of such passengers as crowded the streets was attracted towards him by their vociferations. She watched for five minutes until he completely disappeared over Pine Crest, past the yellow fire hydrant and the dented stop sign. E. Lightheaded, she threw up in the courtyard of the Palazzo as servants crowded her in alarm.
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