Wild had escaped. The Plague raced through the city and the Palazzo, consuming it like fire. It is abominable—” “What is the use of keeping up this note of indignation, Ann Veronica? Here I am! I am your lover, burning for you. “Ruin me? Think of me with fondness? Are you dying of cancer or something?” He demanded.
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