Her back had stiffened, and her hazel eyes looked steadfastly ahead. Instead, God had sent her Sebastianus, a man who had sold his soul to the Devil to gain eternal life, or perhaps he was even the Devil himself. Anna was not “Alcide” of the “Ambassador’s,” whose subtly demure smile and piquant glances had called him to her side from the moment of their first meeting. In reply to this summons a horn was instantly blown at the corner of the street. You had better go to bed.
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