” She suddenly caught hold of his shoulders and drew him down towards her. She was only a few yards from the door, but lacked the courage to rise and fly. “It is positively no use, Anna,” she declared, appealingly. Sydney and Brendon vied with one another in their efforts to engage Anna in conversation, and Miss Ellicot, during the momentary lull, deemed it a favourable opportunity to recommence siege operations. And then suddenly—a relief. I'm an old hand at such things. A black-garbed young lad leapt out and let down the steps. He seemed to know a great deal about life. The fatal shower, from which he and his little charge escaped uninjured, had stricken his assailant and precipitated him into the boiling gulf. His name was Bartolomeo di Alberti. “We have to get in, I think,” said a nice little old lady in a bonnet to Ann Veronica, speaking with a voice that quavered a little. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song.
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