Mr. ’ Mrs Sindlesham’s lips twitched. She had fled back to Florence quite intent on slitting the new bride’s throat. ’ ‘Pah! How can it be romantic? That is silly. ” Anna was speechless, but she had presence of mind enough to sit still until she had recovered herself. ’ He thought a wary look came into her face, but it was difficult to be sure. ” “That is exactly what I feel. . “My God!” he said again. "Couldn't you speak to him?" "What?—and be insulted for my trouble? No, thank you!" "That is it. Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. Their subsequent conversation is outside the scope of our story. We're lost. I don't care how soon he learns that he has lost his adopted son. Seeing from the threatening looks of his captors, that they were about to wreak their vengeance upon him, the miserable wretch besought mercy in abject terms, and charged his master with the most atrocious crimes.
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